With a scowl, Matt looked between Lord Hargarr and Kate. They weren't serious were they? When neither one of them budged Matt's shoulders slumped and he sighed before doing as told. Jasper and Abigail had approached, curious as to what was going on.<br/><br/>Removing his tunic, Matt lifted his arms, showing off a mass of scars and marks all over his pale skin. Jasper bit his lip, knowing too well how many of them had been made. Abigail could easily count each of Matt's ribs, she knew he was thin but this was just painful. The boy was nothing but skin and bones it seemed. When he turned she almost flinched when she could see his shoulders blades and vertebrates pushing against the scarred skin.<br/><br/>"Happy now?" Matt asked, one hand on his hip as he glared up at the painting, his brown eye hidden under his hair as his blue one shone angrily in the light.