Ahh, [Symon's mouth crimps and he shifts the limb underwater; the warmth actually seems to be doing quite a lot of good for the wound. ] I had to fight an alligator. I cannot recommend the experience, I have to say. [The cant of his mouth deepens personally amused. As he speaks, his fingers drift up almost idly to his shoulder, to the rather impressive scar that mars his pale skin, tracing over its uneven surface.]
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