[As the water subsides, a few things are readily apparent.
One, that white shirts don't keep much in the way of opacity when soaked.
Two, that there's something dark crawling over her skin, banding over her arms and down her sides like layered, latticed feathers.
Three, that she's finally managed to get underwear of her own. It's touched with lace and surprisingly feminine given her normal attire.
And four, that details one through three might not be nearly as interesting to him as the way the sodden fabric slips down, revealing the top portion of some very curious scars over her heart.]
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One, that white shirts don't keep much in the way of opacity when soaked.
Two, that there's something dark crawling over her skin, banding over her arms and down her sides like layered, latticed feathers.
Three, that she's finally managed to get underwear of her own. It's touched with lace and surprisingly feminine given her normal attire.
And four, that details one through three might not be nearly as interesting to him as the way the sodden fabric slips down, revealing the top portion of some very curious scars over her heart.]
Why . . . ?