[He answers despite that pause making his shoulders go dreadfully stiff. He can only pray that there will be no more torment tonight.]
It's a Zhuming blade I found in a night market shortly after my escape. I think... it most likely isn't one of his, but it feels like it could be. I haven't named it.
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Re: late night 14/15
[He says it in a matter-of-fact tone, but he doesnt look at Dan Feng when he does. The shame will surely eat him alive if he acknowledges it.]
Re: late night 14/15
[There's a pause where he sits somewhere near Jing Yuan's ankles.]
Did you not like it?
Re: late night 14/15
[He lays back down and rolls over, back to Dan Feng and a pillow held tight in his arms.]
...I used it the night I betrayed my Dan Feng. Even seeing it sends me back to that moment.
Re: late night 14/15
[There is an ominous pause, where even the air seems to go very still, before Dan Feng speaks again.]
What kind of sword do you use now? Did you also name it after a poem?
Re: late night 14/15
It's a Zhuming blade I found in a night market shortly after my escape. I think... it most likely isn't one of his, but it feels like it could be. I haven't named it.
Re: late night 14/15
[Buried in his gut or chest or wherever he isn't picky. The mattress behind Jing Yuan dips as Dan Feng crawls into the warm space he'd left behind.
It doesn't seem like he will actually bring up that grievous betrayal. Instead, his tail flops cool over Jing Yuan's waist.]