"That's what I was thinking. If it was on my chest, I'd never see it. The point of it will be to remind me of you." And the fact that he'd given her song. She smiled when he had the roadie bring over paper and pencils and continued eating. She trusted Skwisgaar with everything he did, knowing that he knew what he was and wasn't capable of.
The adrenaline shooting through her veins was almost too much to bear, and she wondered how getting a tattoo was going to affect things as well. She'd probably end up bouncing off of the ceiling by the end of the night.