[ A touch of frost followed by disinfectant which he administers with the same care, working around the initial squirming. It's a natural response, one he's used to dealing with so he's patient as he works, searching for any bullets that may still be lodged inside his skin. Finding signs of none, he suspects the bullets like the virus they carry are neutralized by his natural immunity.
His mouth pulls down, trying to make sense of that statement through his limited lens. ]
They let you get shot with those bullets at that age?
[ Was it to build immunity slowly? His brows crease at the image. ]
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His mouth pulls down, trying to make sense of that statement through his limited lens. ]
They let you get shot with those bullets at that age?
[ Was it to build immunity slowly? His brows crease at the image. ]