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.
"o...oh..."
Faun: ...You dont scare me. And youll never be able to.
"....I don't care.."
Faun: If you didnt care you wouldnt still be here.
He went back inside, he was fuming. He looked like he could snap at any second
Faun sits crosslegged on the wall and eats his cream pan bun
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