[ Jim's hand raises to his arms, the spot where there was once a bruise, and his lips press into a thin line. He hadn't been angry, then or now, about that but it was the perfect example of how this place could mess you up. How easy it was to lose control.
He lets it go, for now, and dips a little deeper into the water. ]
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He lets it go, for now, and dips a little deeper into the water. ]
Then why are you mad?