[ Rejeh'li's hands smooth over the faint marks on U'rajul's hips, as if he might divine by touch where they came from, his bright eyes shadowed with intent. ]
Aye. [ His thumb traces the faded, mottledd edge of one of the bruises, like watercolor on U'rajul's skin. ]
When I find him I'll carve beads from his teeth, and gild his skull for a mantelpiece.
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Aye. [ His thumb traces the faded, mottledd edge of one of the bruises, like watercolor on U'rajul's skin. ]
When I find him I'll carve beads from his teeth, and gild his skull for a mantelpiece.