"It sure as fuck doesn't make it worse," he said, and his almost perpetual smile inched a tiny bit wider.
Charlie released the leg of his jeans and shrugged. "Yeah, intense isn't a bad description as a general overall thing," he agreed, waving a hand vaguely. "Like I said, it's been almost a year and once in a while I'll get really pissed off, but I'm used to it, I'm mostly okay with it." When she said she could work with his leg he felt tension release. It really was the option he preferred. Not that he'd ruled out getting his other leg tattooed up eventually too, but he'd been holding out hope for his stump.
"That's great news. I've not made my mind up a design yet though. My previous two are both dragons, slightly different styles, but I don't want that this time. I was thinking a pattern of some kind, maybe," he hedged. It was about as far as he had got with his plans, and he didn't know where to take it next. "My prosthetic is charmable so I can change the pattern and colour. So if I go for a run somewhere muggle I have it plain black, I turn it into the rainbow flag for LGBTQ night at the club, that sort of thing," he said. "I don't know what style you prefer, if you've got any ideas or samples you could show me?"