Sookie peered up at him, at his own scars and then back down to where his fingers felt her own. She felt bad for the look in his eyes but at least it wasn't piteous. Nigel was a softer man than she'd realised when she'd first met him.
She looked up at him a little softer, shaking her head. "Not just these scars." She rested her head on him for a second, "You... have scars too. How'd you look past them?" Maybe, just maybe, he would share his secret so she could find the strength to look beyond her own and find her power on her own terms and not on Hannibal's