Luke understands the feeling. For the first year in Duplicity, he had avoided looking at his still healing scars. It's been odd, waking up and finding them raw and pinked again, only two months into healing, not two years.

"Yeah. I know what you mean with that. There's a point where anything that didn't need a med-droid becomes forgettable." He still presses a kiss to either end of this scar, then digs his thumbs into either side of Cal's spine to work on the knots there.