"Dey is has a machines dat dey attach a needles to, and den de ink runs downs de needle and goes into de skins so fast dat you don'ts even see on it when it is happen." His smile went lopsided, "But you can feel at it vury much."
The second question made him actually think, before he smiled and whispered into her ear, "De daggers. Dat's is de one I gots here, is de most recents one. It remind me to cuts away all de guilt and shames I leaves behinds me? And to remember dats I can justs be insteads of having to be somebodies for someones else." He brought his hand over hers and led it to his inner thigh, just where the tattoo was. It wasn't too direly close to his hips, but still, it was a slick move, in his mind. He continued to whisper, "Does you feel free from dems, Lulu?"