[Is it ever truly over, though? The next question catches him slightly off-guard, and it takes him a moment to follow Ico's eyes.]
Oh, that. No...that's a very old wound. It didn't heal right.
[In the Scourge, no one cared to look pretty. Among some, death scars were a source of pride. Certainly, there was no care put into making them look just right or making sure the skin was stitched up properly.
As long as nothing was falling out, that was a job done well enough. When mass-manufacturing an army, there was no time to waste on making sure things were done as one might for someone still alive.]
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[Is it ever truly over, though? The next question catches him slightly off-guard, and it takes him a moment to follow Ico's eyes.]
Oh, that. No...that's a very old wound. It didn't heal right.
[In the Scourge, no one cared to look pretty. Among some, death scars were a source of pride. Certainly, there was no care put into making them look just right or making sure the skin was stitched up properly.
As long as nothing was falling out, that was a job done well enough. When mass-manufacturing an army, there was no time to waste on making sure things were done as one might for someone still alive.]