[That must be part of what's drawing her eye. She keeps flicking back to it, trying to suss it out. Are there little gemstones under there?]

Perhaps the meaning was the friends you made along the way?

[Are they friends...

Regardless, she's finished with his back, patting his arm and urging him to lower the shirt.]

Lucien, if this is poking at something I shouldn't be, just say the word, but. [She frowns.] Do all these tattoos mean something?