[Honestly, he rather not continue to put Asougi through this, but if he's going to get pass this, no matter how painful it is, he knows he has to look. He'll set his cup down, and then slowly move the hand that was on his neck away so he could see. He lets out a quiet gasp, once he sees the scar fully for the first time. Really it's the first time he's seeing a real remnant from that incident and not in a photo, something tangible. His lips thinned as he took in every bit of that ugly scar.]
So...this is the truth. [His fingers hesitantly linger over the scar once more. He wanted to put his hand back on it, as if hoping it would heal it, make it less painful for Asougi.]
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So...this is the truth. [His fingers hesitantly linger over the scar once more. He wanted to put his hand back on it, as if hoping it would heal it, make it less painful for Asougi.]