Felix reaches up and puts a hand on her shoulder. Then, slowly, if she allows, he slides it up to touch her cheek. His fingers trail over her neck, rubbing softly, and then cups her face.
"You're hurt," he says after a moment. He had noticed that flinch and it worries him.
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"You're hurt," he says after a moment. He had noticed that flinch and it worries him.