Eirawen let out a gasp of surprise as his hand traced up her spine, her whole body quivered as a chill went through her body. "Iit is different because people could take it the wrong way and you could get fired." The albino jumped slightly when he slide his other hand underneath her shirt, a soft moan escaped her lip as he searched her back for other wounds. Eirawen turned crimson and she quickly covered her mouth trying not to let any more moans escape her lips. The only other wounds his hands would find would be burns and cuts, her broken bones had mended long ago and no longer hurt her. A few of the cut were on the back of her rib cage but that was all, there were no marks on her front, as if the foster parents had known that people would question those. Most of the marks on her back would easily be covered by her clothes or her backpack.