"Yeah, it was piano or cello. The big violin won over my six year old mind in the end."
Justin took the time; now that they had come to a stop at a busy intersection, to look over at Sally's hands and give his own opinion on how they shaped up. "You're right. You do have small hands. I probably should have done piano." He held up his own, and finally understood why they practically swallowed her own up every time he took her hand in his grip. "You probably should have done violin."
Justin's eyes connected with her own and he wasn't really nodding, but he knew she would realise he was agreeing with her. In his peripherals, he could see the lights change, so his attention was quickly drawn back to the road and away from Sally. "You know any good healing spells? I don't want these to leave scars. I mean, some scars are good. I just don't... want to be reminded of this." He flicked his face around to her, before returning it back to the road.