[ He stops his examination of his shirt (no hole, not even a pulled thread) and shoots Taylor a concerned look. ]
I'm not sure, and that bothers me more than the itch.
[ His hand stretches the neck of his shirt so it can slip inside and check the tingling skin. No, there's nothing wrong. He doesn't even have a scratch. ]
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I'm not sure, and that bothers me more than the itch.
[ His hand stretches the neck of his shirt so it can slip inside and check the tingling skin. No, there's nothing wrong. He doesn't even have a scratch. ]
Why is it itching?