[He’s quiet but stands out from the water. When Gokudera got out from the water he’d be able to see the myriad of old welts and lashes in various stages of scaring or healing, all sitting under a collection of very fresh burns. Scales melted from the heat, some patches missing completely leaving only raw fresh skin beneath, though it’s impossible to tell whether those are related to the burns or the older wounds. It was all clearly done deliberately, and over a fairly long amount of time.
He kept his gaze downcast in shame, and when he spoke his voice was soft.]
I… don’t want anyone to see them.
[he can’t bring himself to look up to accept the offered hand for now. He’s just bracing himself for a reaction. The other may have had his share of scars, but he held himself with all the fire of a seasoned warrior. He had allowed his own scars to happen, and in the end he’d failed. He tolerated it for so long and all for nothing.]
CW: Mentions of torture
He kept his gaze downcast in shame, and when he spoke his voice was soft.]
I… don’t want anyone to see them.
[he can’t bring himself to look up to accept the offered hand for now. He’s just bracing himself for a reaction. The other may have had his share of scars, but he held himself with all the fire of a seasoned warrior. He had allowed his own scars to happen, and in the end he’d failed. He tolerated it for so long and all for nothing.]