He blinked when she gestured to his shoulder, then slowly brought his hand up to it. Ow. Tugging his shirt back revealed that the area was mildly bruised. He frowned just a little, as he had no idea how it had gotten to be there. "Huh. Well look at that shit."

However, there was a little more staring in wonder at the way bruises displayed themselves across the human skin than actual worry. It was beautiful, the way the color blossomed like that. He'd though human blood was red - had seen it himself - so why were there purple splotches mixed into the injury? Was that remnants of his troll blood, or were humans just that awesome?

When Ilia went on about his own humanity, he had to pull his eyes away from it. "Monster?" He smiled. "Aw nah, sis. Horns and gray skin and all is how a motherfucker's supposed to be. Said I weren't all a human normally, yeah? I'm a troll."

He knew he'd told several people. Had she not been one of them?