Hey, at least he cared enough not to let Pete die when his wounds got infected! Usually, he just tortures people to death. Pete was different right from the start. Maybe because he smiled during all of it. Vegas recognized something as unhinged as himself.

Vegas let his fingers follow where Pete's went, brushing over the smooth skin. No scar at all. And wouldn't Vegas know? He could draw Pete's body from memory in the dark. He memorized all its lines and curves weeks ago. When the world was small enough to fit in one room, and they were its sole inhabitants.

Vegas probably wouldn't be so lucky. To not have any scars. Who knows? He tries not to look when the bandages are changed. Being stuck in bed means he can't exercise, so in addition to scars, he's pretty sure he's losing all his abdominal muscle tone.

"That family values loyalty."