Oh. [ zita's eyes widen when she sees the scars on molly's body and it takes everything in her to not gasp and cover her mouth.
she hasn't seen this many scars since tending to marcus' wounds after a fight and, even then, they hadn't been that many. or varied. she could tell that marcus' wounds were from fellow shifters. bite marks and claw marks and the like. not like molly's, it seems. ]
My goodness- That's-
[ she's not sure what to say. she's clearly not used to seeing this sort of thing and she looks embarrassed for her reaction. for putting him on the spot like this because no one deserves to get a reaction like hers and she knows it.
so after she clears her throat, she decides to go with what might be the politest thing to say: ] ... I'm glad you're okay. And I'm sorry for my reaction. That was... in poor taste.
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she hasn't seen this many scars since tending to marcus' wounds after a fight and, even then, they hadn't been that many. or varied. she could tell that marcus' wounds were from fellow shifters. bite marks and claw marks and the like. not like molly's, it seems. ]
My goodness- That's-
[ she's not sure what to say. she's clearly not used to seeing this sort of thing and she looks embarrassed for her reaction. for putting him on the spot like this because no one deserves to get a reaction like hers and she knows it.
so after she clears her throat, she decides to go with what might be the politest thing to say: ] ... I'm glad you're okay. And I'm sorry for my reaction. That was... in poor taste.