[His hand moves to hook around the back of John's neck, drawing him forward. He pauses with his mouth close to John's, just a breath away as he sees something he's all too familiar with in those eyes.]
Tell me who hurt you, Wicked. Because I see it there. It's burning in the back of your eyes and I've the same scars all over me. Was it after I left? Before you came here? Something's changed.
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Tell me who hurt you, Wicked. Because I see it there. It's burning in the back of your eyes and I've the same scars all over me. Was it after I left? Before you came here? Something's changed.
[He leans back, urging John to stand with him.]
Come tell me in the dark.