Prompt: Aliblu + Scars.
"This is hardly necessary."
In truth, the Coluan was not certain about what, precisely, was going on. Aliblu had come charging in, clearly distraught, questions about 'will you let this affect you' and 'you need to see them' and various other things he hadn't managed to grasp in his surprise. Apparently, his confused look and half-thought-out answers had been enough for her, so now they found themselves where they were.
Backs turned to each other, while she did… something, something that happened to involve the removing of clothes.
The boy opened his mouth to spout off another, vaguely irritated complaint at the lack of response, only to have his non-verbalized statement stopped short by one of Aliblu's own. A quiet "Turn around."
A small sigh escaped his lips, not expecting much, but, dutifully, Querl turned, and then paused, eyes widening a fraction at the sight: Aliblu's back, crossed with numerous scars.
For a moment, he just paused, unsure, taking in the way she was curled in on herself. 'What happened?' he wanted to ask, but it refused to be said, and the Coluan swallowed his words, searching for something…
"Is that all?" Her head jerked up at the statement, hurt warring with disbelief in her eyes as she glanced back at him, before he continued. "They're just scars. You are still yourself, regardless of what marks are on your back."
With that, he turned away. "Now put the remainder of your clothes on, please."
Querl could almost feel the teary-eyed, faint smile directed at his back. "Thank you."
He snorted. "Don't thank me for stating the obvious."
A/N: There, I hit 2,000 words. That was what I wanted to do today. I uploaded three chapters today, so if you haven't read the other two drabbles, you should go do so right now!
