[ To his credit, Percival actually listens. He finds it easy to grow silent, because even though his physical wounds are completely healed, he is tired in other ways, and even if he found disagreeing with whatever Cain said, he would reserve judgment until he finished. While Cain speaks, he focuses his attention on finishing the last of the bandages, trying to keep his hand steady even while the sight of mature bruises and partially mended skin reminds him of everything all over again.
And yet, he only really has one thing to say in response, now that he has finished covering the wound and pulls back enough to look Cain in the eye again. ]
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And yet, he only really has one thing to say in response, now that he has finished covering the wound and pulls back enough to look Cain in the eye again. ]
Why didn’t you tell me this before?