[As she's examining herself, he shifts uncomfortably. He's not sorry for asking so much as that he feels it's the wrong question to have asked. It's not the sort of question people ask. When he shifts, the sound of chain links bumping together clinks in the space between them.]
[We're both still here draws a mirthless smile out of him, a thin, barely perceptible twist of his lips.]
Scars don't mean you're dead.
[And being alive isn't anything close to a miracle. He's covered in scars on every visible inch of his body, and he shouldn't be. That's just how it is.]
Do you want to be here? [Ryslig seems to suck, so far.]
cw suicidal ideation if you squint
[We're both still here draws a mirthless smile out of him, a thin, barely perceptible twist of his lips.]
Scars don't mean you're dead.
[And being alive isn't anything close to a miracle. He's covered in scars on every visible inch of his body, and he shouldn't be. That's just how it is.]
Do you want to be here? [Ryslig seems to suck, so far.]