( after trevor serves himself, he takes his share as well. it is an old, old recipe, modified somewhat with the modern ingredients available to him. at the question about his hand, he pauses. )
It is difficult to say. It aches, certainly. I am aware of its existence, and the sensation is one to which I am unaccustomed. But human pain is... ( he is silent a moment. it is not often he struggles so astutely to describe much of anything, and yet — ) It is as if pain travels a different pathway in my body. I am not certain how else to describe it.
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Date: 2020-02-26 02:46 am (UTC)It is difficult to say. It aches, certainly. I am aware of its existence, and the sensation is one to which I am unaccustomed. But human pain is... ( he is silent a moment. it is not often he struggles so astutely to describe much of anything, and yet — ) It is as if pain travels a different pathway in my body. I am not certain how else to describe it.