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He relaxed bodily, but his eyes were still looking at me as if I was currently trying to sell him beachfront property in my hometown off in the mountains.

Well, that can't exactly be helped, in fairness.

Cutting yourself open after saying you were going to close a wound isn't exactly normal procedure.

[b]"I... what? No."[/b]

His interrogations gave me pause, though. Who in the world could that be? I don't think I even knew any southern Mistralian girls...

Yeah, no. Bianca and Gratia were central, and Beryl...

Western?

I wanted to say western.

Anyways.

[b]"I'm trying to stop you from leaking all over my friend's room."[/b] I answered wryly. [b]"Please, before I've gotta cut myself again."[/b]

It hurts, you know. The day my nerves are deadened is the day I start really worrying about the people around me for needing me to heal them so much...