Vis reached behind his head and pulled the scarf tighter around his face, 'could they see it through the scarf?' he asked himself running his hand over the part of the scarf that hid the scar to see if there were any outlines, there weren't it was completely smooth, which relived him. "You mean my EAR, righth Koric?" he asked stressing the word ear, hoping that people wouldn't ask about what was under the scarf. He squished himself into the corner of the wagon and hoped people would just stop asking.