She strains against it, looks anywhere but at him.

"They dig," and her focus shifts to the ground, face kept still just to be contrary while she tries to yank her hands back. At this angle, Stefan might be able to notice the neat little scars. One dimpled dot in the middle of her forehead; a group on each temple, though there are more on the left; a couple near her eyes. They dug deep.

River will let him know the who and the where once she can get to her tablet.