"Ha! As if you could handle getting a tattoo, you big crybaby," Rafael scoffed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at Dave's attempt to act tough in front of Hera.
The irony wasn't lost on Rafael. Dave had been the first to criticize him when he got his tattoo, yet now he was suddenly entertaining the idea just to impress Hera.
To outsiders, Dave—often labeled the rebellious black sheep—seemed like the type who would sport a tattoo.
But in reality, he strictly adhered to his grandfather's belief that a politician should keep their body clean, free of any so-called 'blemishes'—especially tattoos.
As the saying goes, "The body is a temple," and Dave firmly believed in keeping his temple clean and well-maintained. He had never even considered marking his skin with ink.
When he first saw Rafael's tattoo, he had openly expressed his disdain for it.