[ The mansion was freed on the seventh week. Next week here will be the seventh. There's been more than enough violence. He hopes next week will be the end, or the despair just might be too much.
His brow knits as his expression takes a worried turn. He's angry, to be sure; however, more than anything, he's concerned and maybe even sad.
He reaches for the hem of his shirt with both hands. ]
We're redressing my torso, right? I don't think it's bleeding, though.
[ Yin Yu did a good job of patching him up, even if there's barely any skin left on him. ]
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His brow knits as his expression takes a worried turn. He's angry, to be sure; however, more than anything, he's concerned and maybe even sad.
He reaches for the hem of his shirt with both hands. ]
We're redressing my torso, right? I don't think it's bleeding, though.
[ Yin Yu did a good job of patching him up, even if there's barely any skin left on him. ]