He shrugged. "I am the thieves' guild personnel quality assurance individual, so maybe you shouldn't be that worried about me doing my job well. These scars don't hurt. More a phantom pain than anything else. Like how you still can feel your hand if it gets cut off. They don't actually hurt, I just kinda expect them to when undressed, because I can see them. Not very logical, but welcome to life in the slums.  And they stretch enough for my needs. And if not, I get replaced by the next personnel quality assurance person, or I retire them. Easy as that."