[ Trahearne...studies her, equally as perplexed. He has many questions, but knows better than to ask or pry. She apologizes, and he shakes her head. He isn't sure what startled her (probably him, in all honesty), but he isn't going to push that issue further.
How she stares at his scar, though doesn't escape him. ]
This? Yes, I'm all right. [ He offers a small smile, and places his hand over it. ] It's nothing to worry about--it's an old wound.
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How she stares at his scar, though doesn't escape him. ]
This? Yes, I'm all right. [ He offers a small smile, and places his hand over it. ] It's nothing to worry about--it's an old wound.
[ It's four weeks old. ]