"Actually, doing a lot better." Will's leg was the one part of himself that actually was healing with no input from him, other than rubbing moisturising cream into it. "D'ya wanna see? The scar is gross."
Without waiting for an answer, Will pulled down the top of his trackpants and showed Much the thick, wide scar on his thigh, still with that new flesh shine, red and ropey from having healed open instead of neatly stitched up.