The Ghost of Pain
He is aware of a presence nearby; a small, slightly cold hand briefly brushes his as the fragile tea cup is deftly retrieved. Though he knows it is his brother, he does not stir; all too recently it was that the slightest movement was agony and although he is fully healed now, still there is the subconscious expectation of pain at any unwary move.
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