[There's rubbed raw, infected looking skin on the top of his feet and on the soles, but fortunately the damage looks largely superficial, not something that's going to require fixing bone or muscle. Gene holds still at first, but when Scott repeats it and glances up to show him his eyes, he jerks his foot back, staring wide eyed at the younger man.
He's not shaking, and he doesn't look terrified, but there's definitely that steady thrum of unease. If he didn't know what Scott could do or see that, he probably would have just thought he was crazy, but it's kind of hard to fully dismiss this as a joke, or some weird misunderstanding.]
Are you a warden or an inmate? [Maybe it's not a fair question to ask considering Scott's been nothing but helpful and gentle with him, but he doesn't know what to expect, and what he knows about werewolf lore isn't exactly encouraging.]
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He's not shaking, and he doesn't look terrified, but there's definitely that steady thrum of unease. If he didn't know what Scott could do or see that, he probably would have just thought he was crazy, but it's kind of hard to fully dismiss this as a joke, or some weird misunderstanding.]
Are you a warden or an inmate? [Maybe it's not a fair question to ask considering Scott's been nothing but helpful and gentle with him, but he doesn't know what to expect, and what he knows about werewolf lore isn't exactly encouraging.]