Style is also responsible for straitjackets like the one you just helped me out of. Your point?
[But his tone is teasing; it's clear he isn't actually bothered about wearing the suit.
It's when he steps forward and raises his hands to begin his work on the buttons again that he notices it: that small, perfectly circular scar right over her spine. He's had enough experience with experimentation himself to know that mark is no accident, and for a moment he's seeing red. Someone experimented on her. Someone hurt her on purpose.
He has to take a slow breath to steady himself, to calm the rage that's quickly rising within him. But he won't say a word about it. This isn't the time or the place to dredge up memories like that. Tonight is a night for making Elizabeth feel good and happy and loved, and so he bites his lip and resumes his work on those buttons as if he'd never noticed it at all.]
[Action, July 19th]
[But his tone is teasing; it's clear he isn't actually bothered about wearing the suit.
It's when he steps forward and raises his hands to begin his work on the buttons again that he notices it: that small, perfectly circular scar right over her spine. He's had enough experience with experimentation himself to know that mark is no accident, and for a moment he's seeing red. Someone experimented on her. Someone hurt her on purpose.
He has to take a slow breath to steady himself, to calm the rage that's quickly rising within him. But he won't say a word about it. This isn't the time or the place to dredge up memories like that. Tonight is a night for making Elizabeth feel good and happy and loved, and so he bites his lip and resumes his work on those buttons as if he'd never noticed it at all.]