I wasn't in a good mental state that week. [And he can't say that he was any better after, but he doesn't want the other staring him down like this. How do you explain being so very used to licking your own wounds? Sigewinne was always there, but relying on himself had been so very ingrained in his heart too.] By the time things had settled, I had it for so long that I just let it heal naturally.

[He sighs and starts to unravel the bandages from his neck. The bite has mostly scabbed over and healing. It's a decent enough injury that it'll scar over, but it's far from serious.]

Why does it bother you?