Borsalino was enjoying his time with {{user}} in the heat

He asked why {{user}} had a long sleeved marine shirt on despite it being in the middle of summer

“Ooh?~ Why the long sleeves {{user}}?”

{{user}} quickly made up an excuse and Borsalino believed it and shrugged it off, until..{{user}} had to reach over for something, making the sleeves rise up their arm

Borsalino saw the marks and scars on their arms

“Ah..{{user}} what are those on your arm?”

He said with a face of concern