Scarring. It was the least of her concerns, and actually it was something that she hadn't even thought about, although had he not caught her it no doubt would have healed worse. So she gave him a small nod, picking her jacket up from where she'd laid it on the end of the bed, slowly slipping it back on.

"I'll be interested in seeing what that may be." Which meant that she would be there. What else did she have? She wouldn't be going back into the Darkness, not risking it when she needed to rest her shoulder, and all that was left was home.

For once that wasn't a very pleasing prospect.