Her stomach flutters when he catches her hand. She is still for a long moment, simply meeting his eyes with her own, breathing a little fast.

It's the quiet rasp of his voice that sends the hair on the back of her neck on end, and she shivers just a bit.

"How--" her voice is quiet--too quiet--so she swallows and starts over again. "How did you get that scar on your face?" Her words are still soft even now.