Henry tsked softly as he looked at them. They must have hurt so much. Both Addy and Iestyn were so wonderful, and the thought that they had suffered such horrible things turned Henry's stomach.
Henry could lose himself in anger at Lucifer, or he could focus on Iestyn. He leaned down, tracing one of the scars with kisses, showing he wasn't afraid of them. He wasn't put off by them. "You okay?" he checked.