With the apology, Scar finally looked sideways at her, a touch of perplexity blending with his usual scowl. Sympathy. That was what it was. He should be used to it coming from her, by now. But it would always catch him off guard.

"Yes, I do, if anybody here does." He would rather these pointless games be played on himself rather than watch it happen to another. "If it has to happen to someone..." He braced himself for the inevitable objections.