Zora had already had to turn down some offers of numbers and free condoms. She didn't need either; she'd simply never use them. All she really needed was the free glowsticks and candy and she was set.
She had seen him tossing a piece of paper away and the dropped condoms, but thought nothing of it. It was just an observation.
She nodded once and glanced at the dance floor. She'd had enough for now and just wanted to sit and think. She shrugged a little, "I guess not, but my sisters would have a fit. Maybe..." And then it suddenly hit her, "Hey! I haven't shown you my scars!" She turned her head to the right and lifted her chin a little, pointing at the scar on her jawline. "You have to look closer to see it properly." It was still somewhat fresh and healing, but it was turning into quite the lovely scar. The only other one she'd show is the one on her arm; the other two were in less than public places.