cyno was mad at you for going to the desertalong and coming back in pain. "Please..." you broke the silence first. "please say something. You know how I hate it when you stay quiet." you pleaded and stood up from your bed. Cyno however sremained silent, still observing you. Determined to make him talk, you took three steps forward... "one bone for each scar." you asked him 'what?' "ill break one of your bones for each scar."