( right, that. felix wasn't going to bring that up at all, honestly. he flexes his fingers, staring at the tattoo etched across his knuckles. hard to miss when he uses his hands for everything, though it'd taken him a week after coming back to realize that wash probably had something to do with it.
at least it wasn't his other hand. silver linings. )
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at least it wasn't his other hand. silver linings. )
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( playing it uncharacteristically safe. )