[As Roland thought, Moriarty had no idea about his own injuries...though his wounds are cleaned (with only a little flinching on his part, as he knows the other man is doing his best) his mood seems to change a bit.]
...Ah. I suppose....those would be from...however I died.
[He says it so...casually. Like it was nothing to worry about.]
I had...been wondering...why the feeling of...being unable to catch...my breath was so...familiar. Now...I see.
[He doesn't, not entirely. Not yet. But he can make assumptions, especially if his death was a large part of his legend, much like other servants could bear the marks of what they suffered in both life and death.]
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[As Roland thought, Moriarty had no idea about his own injuries...though his wounds are cleaned (with only a little flinching on his part, as he knows the other man is doing his best) his mood seems to change a bit.]
...Ah. I suppose....those would be from...however I died.
[He says it so...casually. Like it was nothing to worry about.]
I had...been wondering...why the feeling of...being unable to catch...my breath was so...familiar. Now...I see.
[He doesn't, not entirely. Not yet. But he can make assumptions, especially if his death was a large part of his legend, much like other servants could bear the marks of what they suffered in both life and death.]