The welts have gone down at least, but the cuts, burns, and bruises all over Barrow's upper body make themselves known with the removal of his shirt, which he does with some reluctance. He gazes flatly at the ground while Colin looks him over, hands folded between his knees.
"They did," he confirms in that same low, barely audible voice, with another nod. "Derrica took care of it most of the way." She'd done her best in the time they had, with a spell to right his legs from ankle to hip, but obviously couldn't be too thorough.
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Date: 2020-07-27 06:28 am (UTC)"They did," he confirms in that same low, barely audible voice, with another nod. "Derrica took care of it most of the way." She'd done her best in the time they had, with a spell to right his legs from ankle to hip, but obviously couldn't be too thorough.