“Have to prove it,” Scar says, breath ragged. “Prove it’s worth me coming to heel.” Dottore can smack him down effortlessly, but he doesn’t do anything about it. Mezzetino doesn’t care about pain and punishment. He wants fun.
“Delicious,” Scar repeats. “Salt and life and pain.” He bares his teeth, lengthening them into fangs. “Such a sweet mouthful.”
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“Delicious,” Scar repeats. “Salt and life and pain.” He bares his teeth, lengthening them into fangs. “Such a sweet mouthful.”