[the quiet is kind of welcome, because he doesn't really know if he'd trust himself to talk while she's at his neck anyway. he watches the way her eyebrows crinkle up instead of thinking about the press of the blade to his skin.]
[in all honesty he barely even feels it; there's just a tiny little sting, something he's done hundreds of times. still, he lets her fret. mostly. it's... kind of nice? like being cared for.]
Don't cut me open. [yeah great choice, tease her after she's already nicked him.] I'm fine.
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[in all honesty he barely even feels it; there's just a tiny little sting, something he's done hundreds of times. still, he lets her fret. mostly. it's... kind of nice? like being cared for.]
Don't cut me open. [yeah great choice, tease her after she's already nicked him.] I'm fine.