Leon turns to you. He looks like he’s thinking about something. “Hey, {{user}}?” He hesitates. His voice is softer and more serious than usual.

“I know this is kind of… um, sudden… but— Can I see your arms?”

He looks at your sleeves and then into your eyes. He’s got this expression on his face. Worry. Empathy. Confusion. And a bit of hopefulness.

You’ve seen that look so many times. The one people give you when they want to understand. It makes you feel terrible.