Surely the boy's mutation was no secret for the people of this village, but Simon worried about how his travel companions would react. The Imperials especially; according to some, the Empire was more organized and systematic than Bretonnia when it came to hunting witches and mutants.
"I... understand why you did it, boy," he murmured, moving closer to force the boy to put his hand back under his armpit before too many of his friends saw it, "but you really should have asked someone more skilled to do it for you. Was Émilie aware of your... condition?"