"Mmmmm-" Moving enough to give Gavin room to continue his exploration is terribly easy, though the question does get a crackling laugh rather than the usual 'follow it and see' he might purr. "It is a map, Bello. And it shall lead you to everywhere that pleases me best."

His shoulders, the insides of his arms, his ribs (now bandaged) his chest (also partly bandaged for the shoulder), abdomen, hips, inner thighs- everywhere the skin was thinnest save his hands. Take the most sensitive skin and drive ink into it. A test. A trial. Crying out during the operation- well. It wasn't recommended in the Crows. Though few seemed to have marks as extensive as Zevran in the House of Arainai- a test is a test, making someone memorable? Not the best choice when training an assassin.