[ Molly moves so that Fjord has plenty of space on the couch and then takes a deep, deep breath. His head hurts and his heart aches and he feels so stupid. On top of that, he's insulted to all hell and back. ]

It's a swirl of colors that vaguely looks like her lollipop head, I wasn't going for too obvious. If that was what I was after I could have just made it a dick.

[ There's a sigh. ]

Okay, I get that it is weird for you. Great. Fantastic, that's an issue. But it's your damn issue, not mine. You're telling me to change something I used a square on - one of ours, by the way, I thought that was fitting - on my own damn body, the body that I need to be mine for as long as I can have it.

[ The tiefling sighs again, leaning his head against the problematic hand. ]

I can't just go fix this. I allowed myself one thing, the rest is going to fixing this place up so we can go home - or for you guys so you can have your spells and be safer. I also do not want to, because I made it for her. I could move it any place on my arm and you'd still see it, and I'm not leaving her off.

So it sounds like you'll have to get used to it.