He seemed nervous. His legs were shaking , and he was clutching onto his pants
Faun notices
Faun: Are...are you ok...?
"IT'S FINE- I-I mean I'm fine! Yup!"
Faun giggles
Faun: I-do I make you nervous?
"No.."
Faun: Then why are you shaking?
"I..It's none of your business!"
He stood up. His hard outer shell was back.
"Leave me alone!"
Faun: ...Do you want to know why Iḿ not scared of you?
He stares Wisp dead in the eye
"...."
Faun: ....
He turns around and lifts up the back of his shirt a little. The part of his back that Wisp can see is covered in cigarette burns, scars, and blisters.
Faun: ...Because I´m already someoneś punching bag. Someone much, much worse.
