[ equally shameless, jayce gives him the minute he needs to get his armour off, doesn't stare until he's being show what mark, exactly. when that's done, he gets to work on observation and reproduction, sketching the sigil to a shakey yet accurate depiction. ]
Mine's on my leg, [ he pats his thigh and rubs his palm down his brace buckles, so that's . . . not something he wants to take off right now, considering his pain, but he will look for the paper with his sigil sketch and hands it over. ] morbid, if you ask me.
[ he returns to his notes on serph's sigil and adds a bullet point and arrow to the top of the symbol. "looks like wings. higher being/heaven = wings = 6?" ]
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Mine's on my leg, [ he pats his thigh and rubs his palm down his brace buckles, so that's . . . not something he wants to take off right now, considering his pain, but he will look for the paper with his sigil sketch and hands it over. ] morbid, if you ask me.
[ he returns to his notes on serph's sigil and adds a bullet point and arrow to the top of the symbol. "looks like wings. higher being/heaven = wings = 6?" ]