“I’ll manage the pain. I’m sure I’ve felt worse.” Peyton squeezed the stump connected to her metal limb, remembering the pain of amputation and the installation of her automail. Yes, she just had to remember that pain and savor it. Then whatever he did to her would feel like nothing.
♛【 “Ah. We’ll have to test your pain tolerance later. Anyway, tonight is our last night in this town, so we’ll be packing up and heading out to the next town over in the morning. You have my personal approval to sleep in my lab.” His lab was basically the comfiest of the rooms on the train they used for travel. 】
