With two quick jerking motions, she rolls her sleeves down before she leans closer; the look on her face would be a smile if it weren't so fixed and Lux perks up, ears forward, tail stiff.

"We have always tattooed ourselves. Always. There are things with meaning that we carry close to our skin at all times, no matter where we go in this life. Sailors with constellations and maps, with a compass and anchor, marks for each sea he has sailed, each land he has gone to and why. A reminder of mistakes, loved ones, important events. These are my life. So no, not everyone knows that."