"Not possible," he answers, shaking his head with a faint smile. "I may be cute, but there's no way I'm prettier than you." He's seen himself in the mirror, he feels that he's qualified to make this statement whether or not Veronica agrees.
Reaching up, he tucks some hair behind his ear, still feeling a little strange. Without explaining anything, he holds out his palms, displaying the scars. "Still there. So strange how this works. Everything changes, but it doesn't. My scars, my tattoos." The black and red eagle looks too large for his slim forearm now, but it's still where it should be.
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Date: 2009-01-17 11:34 pm (UTC)Reaching up, he tucks some hair behind his ear, still feeling a little strange. Without explaining anything, he holds out his palms, displaying the scars. "Still there. So strange how this works. Everything changes, but it doesn't. My scars, my tattoos." The black and red eagle looks too large for his slim forearm now, but it's still where it should be.