[He's at a loss for a moment, and puts one hand to his scars distractedly, fingertips tracing the ridges of deformed skin. They feel a little rougher than they used to, a little less sensitive, and he supposes it's a result of being without a mask for...
Four months, now. More than that.]
Si. It is...not as bad, now, as it was when the doctor first took my face. Perhaps in the future I will not care at all.
[It's true. He doesn't feel the need to wear a mask for everyone else's benefit, any more. What itches at him nowadays is the need to wear one for himself.]
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Date: 2009-11-20 02:04 am (UTC)Four months, now. More than that.]
Si. It is...not as bad, now, as it was when the doctor first took my face. Perhaps in the future I will not care at all.
[It's true. He doesn't feel the need to wear a mask for everyone else's benefit, any more. What itches at him nowadays is the need to wear one for himself.]