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Micah half-smiles, shoulders hunching. He knows that Min’s seen the scars before, but he’s still not used to having them out in the open, especially since they’ve gotten worse. It’s not pretty—he’s cut up and bruised and painfully thin, plus one of the wounds looks like it’s been bleeding since the fight at Senshei’s stronghold. His clothesline are so dark that there’s no visual evidence of a bloodstain, but his innermost shirt is stiff with it. Despite the new wounds, the HK on his chest is still bold and easily readable.

He slowly unwraps his tattoo again, goosebumps pricking across his skin.