Base hummed through his bones as he switched the music back on, though he did turn it down a bit, since she was a talker.
Kinda figured she'd say something like that, since her last boyfriend kidnapped her and her wannabe boyfriend was a loser - Tragos was about to say something mocking about going gay and how much of a waste that would be, when he noticed her wrists. They'd been scarred last time he'd seen her, from said boyfriend. Her knuckles looked like she'd never abused them, too. "Fuck, you're a fast healer," he said, impressed (and, again, getting the feeling he wasn't seeing everything) as he picked up her hand so he could see it better in the light pouring in from outside the car.