Crane pulled up a chair before he undid the straps on his leg brace, and slowly took it off and set it on the chair for now. He then removed his boots and lower garments, showing more ugly scars on the leg that had been covered by the brace.

He raised his eyebrows at the sight of the younger man's ass. "My surprise, I take it?" Crane counted himself lucky it hadn't turned out to be a tattoo saying Property of Scarecrow. "I must say I've only ever read about one of those."