[He almost says no. But it's true, Ren will see it sooner or later, and truth be told, it's a welcome distraction from the other boy picking into his own psyche. Akechi permits himself one more kiss before shifting back on the couch and pulling off his shirt, revealing a cross-cross of partially-healed wounds, most covered with bandages, some looking more like scrapes that had healed recently. Perhaps most importantly, the herb had almost entirely healed the wound on his face without scarring. That would have pissed him off to no end.
And, contrary to his words, some of them are too deep for bandages alone, but he'd planned to worry about stitches in a few hours. Testing to see if Cole's herb would heal them even without more conventional aid.]
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And, contrary to his words, some of them are too deep for bandages alone, but he'd planned to worry about stitches in a few hours. Testing to see if Cole's herb would heal them even without more conventional aid.]