[Lockon looked at Setsuna with a mixture of surprise and pity. The other Meister was far more messed up than he ever could have figured, from what he knew of his turbulent past, and difficult upbringing. He gave a small sigh, shifting his seating on the floor.] That'll be hard to do, since there's no room in the whole place f--
[In looking down at his hands, he saw a faint smear of blood. But Setsuna's burns weren't bleeding...
Fear set in eyes.] Where is the cut? [He hadn't seen it on his front, side, or back, and he didn't see it pooling anywhere, so that was good.]