"What are you doing?" Willow asks flatly.
"Just looking at your scars... why?" said Guy.
"Why do you want to look at my stupid little scars?" Willow asked, a bit too forcefully.
"Willow, they're not stupid scars. They're little bits from your past, whether you like it or not. But, I love every one of them."
"Well, why do you love my scars?"
"I love you. Everything about you. Including your scars. Besides, it's always something else to kiss."
And that's exactly what he did.
