That got me a weird look, and I instantly regretted opening my mouth.
"I mean, before I healed it." I put a hand to my face, which was already heating up. "Scratch that, let's pretend I didn't say that. That sounded horrible. I'm glad you're healed, and you are too."
"...It's...it's alright."
An awkward silence fell between us. I wanted to dive beneath the couch and cry.
"I don't like alcohol," I said. "I just said something really stupid."
"No, it's alright. I wasn't offended. It had been my face for quite some time, and even I'm unnerved a bit when I look into the mirror now. It's like I'm seeing a stranger. Though I'm curious as to your reasons."
Since he wasn't totally put off, but even leaning on his knees and looking at me as though innocently and honestly intrigued, I chewed o
