"I got three of them, actually - one that day, and two a couple of days later. Healerlady healed them all up, but... I wanted to tell you about them, because they're." He chuckled, inhaling through his nose and kneeling on the floor so he could be next to her.
He pulled his right hand out of his pocket and nodded at his wrist as he showed it to her. "Cass drew that. It's for him, really. And you know why my wrist." The scar was still thinly visible if one was looking for it very hard, a tiny raised bit of darkened skin. Then he pulled his left hand out of his pocket and smiled. The blue forget-me-nots stood out on his pale skin, and he grinned at the cleverly hidden C and S in the greenery behind the flowers. "People wear their wedding rings on their left hand because it's closer to their heart. And you - I covered my scars because you guys fixed them. You ... " He swallowed hard and figured he'd let her talk.