Razik Sohma
Razik looked slightly confused as to why he'd want to see such a thing but he simply shrugged. " guess if you wanna see..." he reached behind him and fiddled with the buckle until the collar slid off revealing his neck. There was a large gash-like scar going from about where one ear was, all the way to the other. His face went red slighly since he wasn't used to people looking at it.
Honey dropped the spoonful of pudding when he saw the size of the scar. How was someone able to do that to someone? But he did ask to see, like his cousin told him, there are consequences to wanting to know personal matters. Trying to not sound to floored by the mark, he let out a shaky, "Oh...I see"
The lolita was at a loss for words. What kind of life did Razik go through until now?
Only thing he felt he could do is reach out and hug his friend. To let him know he was in a much better place now. "I'm so sorry those things happened to you. You don't deserve that at all"
