"This one goes to my elbow," she said quietly, trying to keep her words precise. "Two above it, elbow to shoulder. One on the other arm, the same." She could feel every one of them burning through her right now as she mentioned them, as though vying for his attention from under the fabric.
To his second question she frowned more deeply and shook her head, drawing her arm back so that she could cross her arms. "I don't want to talk about that."