[He kind of blue screens when she starts pulling down her top? Just sort of staring at her blinking like 'what is happening' until he understands where this is going.
After which - ]
. . . Ah. Never easy, no.
[He frowns and seems uncertain for a moment, before rolling his sleeve up the rest of the way. UNFORGIVABLE.]
No. [He - will roll up the other sleeve and show them there. They're just like weird cuts in kind of a pattern all over.] They bother me a little sometimes, like an itch, but not really. From a long time ago.
[a nod, and she's opening the books, flipping through them.
...
well, now that all that weirdness is out of the way, this is nice, actually. she settles into a rather congenial silence across from caleb, leafing through a diagram of electricity generation.]
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for a moment, it looks like she's about to do something risqué, as she fumbles with her top...
but she just pulls it down just a little. there, on the left side of her chest, just below the pink lining, is just one word: LOSS]
...It's only fair.
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After which - ]
. . . Ah. Never easy, no.
[He frowns and seems uncertain for a moment, before rolling his sleeve up the rest of the way. UNFORGIVABLE.]
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You don't have to explain.
[just in case he felt he had to.]
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[Rolling his sleeve back down with a little bit of a grimace.]
An ugly story, anyway. And neither do you, though you may if you wish to.
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It's not really a story...
[...]
Do they still hurt?
[the scars.]
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I was told the itching is healing.
[all scars, continuing to constantly heal over time...]
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[Rolling it right back down and going for the hot chocolate.]
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...
well, now that all that weirdness is out of the way, this is nice, actually. she settles into a rather congenial silence across from caleb, leafing through a diagram of electricity generation.]
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Oh, did you get a tea book...?
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A tea book?
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Electricity and tea.
[apparently she didn't mean having the drink, but a book on it, too...]
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. . . I misunderstood, I thought you wanted to get tea. [God.] Though I have not even provided this?
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Now that we know the library isn't cursed, we can just go and get one if needed.
[...]
Would you like to have tea with me?
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. . . Maybe sometime. I like hot cocoa, but tea is nice, too. However, I would also be glad to bring you a book on it?
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[she drinks the hot chocolate.]
I will take your book recommendation, though.