( The question seems to take him by surprise, absorbed as he is in his work. He glances up at Soldat, then down at his hands, his fingers curling reflexively against the pages before spreading out. He lets out an audible huff. )
I am fine.
( He flips through a few more pages resolutely, setting them in their respective piles before saying, )
It will scar, I am sure, but there is little to be done about that.
( Not unless he wishes to drink more of Kol's blood. Javert's not convinced the shame is worth it enough to ask. )
no subject
I am fine.
( He flips through a few more pages resolutely, setting them in their respective piles before saying, )
It will scar, I am sure, but there is little to be done about that.
( Not unless he wishes to drink more of Kol's blood. Javert's not convinced the shame is worth it enough to ask. )