Luna nodded to tell him he could lift her sleeve more. It was tight enough that it would only go to her elbow and reveal the one strip taken from her lower arm, and not the two that ran down the side of her upper.
She held her breath a little as he pushed her sleeve up. Luna knew she could have drawn away, but a part of her wanted him to know. A part of her didn't want to keep everything secret. And maybe a part of her didn't want the only other person to have seen this to be a boy she had almost been a part of breaking.
"Five weeks ago," she said quietly, looking down at the scar and trying to see it anew through Will's eyes. "And... just some guy."