Colin stilled when Dennis touched his scar. He'd wondered when that was going to get noticed, but then he'd gotten so used to it being a non-incident sort of thing that he didn't really think about it too much. Everyone had them...it just depended on whether they were real or not. "It's..." He paused. "My cure scar." His fingers ran over it briefly and he shrugged slightly. He wasn't cured, but Dennis...Dennis should know without having to be told. He hoped.
He wondered if that bothered Dennis, though. The idea that his brother was scarred, marked. It was necessary for him, but he didn't know how his brother would feel about it. He hoped it wouldn't make him worry too much. While Colin and Dennis hadn't killed anyone, they hadn't been so innocent. They'd been part of a lot of Resistance schemes.
Colin watched Dennis quietly for a moment, chewing on his lower lip just a little before he caught himself and stopped.