I wipe over his chest, the slashes will scar. The largest starts at his left shoulder, diagonally over his chest and ending beneath his ribs on the right side. One smaller one straight over his lower stomach, just above his beld and the last looks more like a stab wound in his side. My fingers trail over the snake on his right shoulder, hopefully he feels me touching him and it reassures him. I can’t feel him over the bond.