[ Satisfied to let the moment pass in peace, Hank does a few more crunches, before deftly flipping himself down to the floor, landing upright solidly. He bends over to grab a towel to wipe away some sweat, then replaces his glasses on his nose and finally glances over at the woman-- at which point he sees the long scars on her back.
He lets out a strangled cry of-- empathy? pity? it's hard to say-- before he realizes he probably shouldn't say anything about them, and stops himself. ]
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He lets out a strangled cry of-- empathy? pity? it's hard to say-- before he realizes he probably shouldn't say anything about them, and stops himself. ]