"All the same," He says. Adding to another person's pain was never something he wanted to do. No matter how many times he failed at that.
He finishes working the rest of his shirt, pulling the undershirt over his head too. Then he kneels by the table as before, bracing the edge tight. He remembers Liam's advice, call up a memory, but in all honesty, he doesn't want to think of home again. Not here and now. He wants to pay his price and be done.
He expected the pain to be worse. Last time had been hard to stand. This time, he feels the effort of the man trying to cut lightly. It means some winces, as the variation in pressure takes him by surprise, but all the same. He wonders if the man was a doctor. He's not sure he wants to know where this skill came from if he isn't.
But he does say, "I'm Hé-Héctor." He doesn't want to be known as The Thief. "C-can I ask your name?"
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He finishes working the rest of his shirt, pulling the undershirt over his head too. Then he kneels by the table as before, bracing the edge tight. He remembers Liam's advice, call up a memory, but in all honesty, he doesn't want to think of home again. Not here and now. He wants to pay his price and be done.
He expected the pain to be worse. Last time had been hard to stand. This time, he feels the effort of the man trying to cut lightly. It means some winces, as the variation in pressure takes him by surprise, but all the same. He wonders if the man was a doctor. He's not sure he wants to know where this skill came from if he isn't.
But he does say, "I'm Hé-Héctor." He doesn't want to be known as The Thief. "C-can I ask your name?"