Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130525015541/@comment-6197897-20130526075616

Elidian squatted down in front of Emily, clapping a hand down on her shoulder. "At least you've got an arm. I'm nowhere near that lucky." he said, some degree of sympathy filling up his voice as he returned his gaze to his sling.

"Besides," the boy consoled, pulling away at the side of the sling to expose some of the scars along his left arm, "you could be a lot worse off. You don't have these." Bitterness slid across his face on that final word, Elidian shutting his eyes and playing over the day again in his mind. "I was only thirteen when I got them... When I 'lost' my arm. The most pain I think I've ever gone through, too." he went on, now running his index finger over the larger of the two scars on his face and smirking again. "But I put all that behind me, and here I am... C'mon, get up."

Back up on his feet, Elidian offered out his right hand to help Emily back to her own. "When you're slumped down like that, even I'm taller than you... I've got a reputation of 'shorty' to live up to, right?" he added in an attempt to comfort her.