A punishment. Nevaeh was sure she had heard that before. He had said something about his punishment.
Her eyes moved danced around in accordance with her brain as she tried to remember.
The portraits. Her eyes widened as she turned towards them.
This... this was the punishment he talked about. And now the tattoo was another? She didn't quite understand this. Though she was getting some answers, she was left with a thousand more questions.
How was this a punishment? And why was he punishing himself? This seems to be self-inflicted. And how does it help him remember? And what does he want to remember?
