He looked up then, searching for some sign of understanding. He hesitated, looking for words and uttered, "But when ye see it yersel', it's like... it's a bit... personal, maybe, is what I mean. I think... if he were to see the scars, he couldna see me anymore without thinkin" o" my back. And I'd be able to see him thinkin" o" it, and that would make me remember it, and—"