[Alex almost smiles as she prods him to give access to his back, and a search of her face shows just how serious she is. He has no way of knowing that things would be drastically different if she knew he was the one responsible; that things will be different when she finds out. It doesn't matter that he has no recollection of the attack or that he's forced to shift once a month in a manner that's completely out of his control. What matters is that he's responsible for the death of one Keep resident and the mauling and maiming of a handful of others.
He finally relents, knowing she will not leave him as he is and shifts so he is laying on his stomach on the cot. His back is to her now, the slashes from shoulder to waist clearly visible beneath the matted blood. The burns at the small of his back are already red and angry, but there is heat beneath them as well in a way that might remind one of really bad sunburn in a small area.
His hip protests the most out of the lot, even as his shoulders move and pull his back. Every shift pulls that wound as he resettles on the cot, trying to find a position that's comfortable.]
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He finally relents, knowing she will not leave him as he is and shifts so he is laying on his stomach on the cot. His back is to her now, the slashes from shoulder to waist clearly visible beneath the matted blood. The burns at the small of his back are already red and angry, but there is heat beneath them as well in a way that might remind one of really bad sunburn in a small area.
His hip protests the most out of the lot, even as his shoulders move and pull his back. Every shift pulls that wound as he resettles on the cot, trying to find a position that's comfortable.]