[Scar's eyes narrow at her talk of gods, but he's distracted when he feels Maka's weight lightly against his side. It's a simple gesture, but it stands out to him. Rick would sometimes sit with him like this. Touching just because he was there. But physical contact is something he experiences very rarely with other people. He continues to sit still.]
I am glad that you can have something resembling peace here, then.
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I am glad that you can have something resembling peace here, then.