Onora's plump lips wrapped around her spoon as she saw Gael trace the scars on his body. Her eyes followed for a moment, sorrow reflecting deep within her honey eyes. "I'm sorry. I am not sure what happened while you were there, but I know the hurt. I was taken there when I was a child, and by the time I came home, my family had already gone."' She quickly wiped a stray tear that was about to fall.
Brushing her hair behind her shoulder, she gave a sniff and then smiled. "Though we are lucky it is in the past, huh?" She said as she placed her now empty bowl beside her. "May I ask how you got those scars? I don't mean to pry." She didn't want to upset the two, but she couldn't stop herself asking.
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