Lea smiled at the clear suggestion that he could make some kind of metalwork for her wall. "Well, I could give it a shot," he said. "Once I'm settled in, we could try and plan something out." He wondered what she meant by 'personal' pieces, though opted not to ask just then. Because well, they were personal after all.

And to be entirely honest, Lea hadn't even noticed the scars much, having been more focused on the fact that he was seeing pictures of his friend in a state of undress that had previously been reserved for models in a few magazines that he'd had to hide under his bed so his parents didn't find them. He supposed he'd always known logically that Dove- being a model- might pose for photos like that too, but seeing the evidence was quite different. Especially when it hadn't exactly been meant for him to see.

"Ah, yeah," he said, not missing the implication that she also did photos completely nude. "I'm glad of that, at least."

"Not that you look bad or anything!", he said hastily holding up his hands in a placating gesture, aware of how that might have sounded. "The opposite in fact. It's just... well, you're my friend, and it's weird seeing... those kind of pictures of a friend, you know? Especially by accident."