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[he finds a fresh roll of gauze, and quickly wraps it twice around his head. it's not enough to block his vision completely, but he is not blinding himself around someone who wears the face of his favorite murderer.]
Ah. [he turns back around, holding his heavy sleeves close, a motion borne from centuries of accidentally knocking things off desks.] That does help.
I can still smell him on you, but we smell mostly the same, so that is fine. You can come in.
Ah. [he turns back around, holding his heavy sleeves close, a motion borne from centuries of accidentally knocking things off desks.] That does help.
I can still smell him on you, but we smell mostly the same, so that is fine. You can come in.
[Jing Yuan is not mara-struck, but he's still feeling a powerful urge to reach out and touch Dan Feng. That's just plain old nostalgia and longing. He settles for approaching slowly, hovering just barely out of reach.]
Thank you. Will you tell me what happened?
Thank you. Will you tell me what happened?
...I gave him advice on how to fight you. But he didn't say anything about taking bites out of you.
[He may as well admit his crime...]
[He may as well admit his crime...]
[There's a sharp cracking sound when the tail thwacks him, and Jing Yuan jumps -- but he doesn't look upset about it. He's not taking it as an actual attack, just a scolding.]
Ow! I was very angry at you at the time, you know!
Ow! I was very angry at you at the time, you know!
[He goes quiet and still when asked to, of course. Dan Feng can't help the madness, so if Jing Yuan wants to be close to him he's going to have to do his part to help with it. He waits, patiently, just as he's always waited.]
...I know it is.
[Dan Feng is not wrong. This is doomed to be messy at best. It's stupid. Jing Yuan should be staying as far away as possible. But...]
But I am selfish. I watched my Dan Feng die. I stood by and let him go-- It is folly, but I cannot bear to let you go too. Even Dan Heng understands that, and refused to condemn it.
[Dan Feng is not wrong. This is doomed to be messy at best. It's stupid. Jing Yuan should be staying as far away as possible. But...]
But I am selfish. I watched my Dan Feng die. I stood by and let him go-- It is folly, but I cannot bear to let you go too. Even Dan Heng understands that, and refused to condemn it.
Not yet.
[His laugh is soft, tired, and tinged with sorrow, but there's a cautious affection in it, too.]
But who knows? There is more reason in him, too, than he's been given credit for.
...Unfortunately, the reasonable part of him is just as infuriating as his old self ever was.
[And the grumpy pout on Jing Yuan's face is exactly the same as when he was a boy, frustrated by being bested by Yingxing.]
[His laugh is soft, tired, and tinged with sorrow, but there's a cautious affection in it, too.]
But who knows? There is more reason in him, too, than he's been given credit for.
...Unfortunately, the reasonable part of him is just as infuriating as his old self ever was.
[And the grumpy pout on Jing Yuan's face is exactly the same as when he was a boy, frustrated by being bested by Yingxing.]
If you can manage.
[He comes and perches on the edge of the bed, on alert for signs of danger but still very much willing to be close. Despite his better judgement.]
[He comes and perches on the edge of the bed, on alert for signs of danger but still very much willing to be close. Despite his better judgement.]
[Sir???
He tenses while the knife is in Dan Feng's hand, ready to flee. But then he flips it, and Jing Yuan takes it with a sigh of relief. Good. No violence just yet.]
What do you want me to do with this?
He tenses while the knife is in Dan Feng's hand, ready to flee. But then he flips it, and Jing Yuan takes it with a sigh of relief. Good. No violence just yet.]
What do you want me to do with this?
Alright.
[That's understandable -- giving it to Jing Yuan, anyway. Because this one has no reason or desire to use it.]
I'm glad you have it. I'd rather not see you hurt more than necessary.
[That's understandable -- giving it to Jing Yuan, anyway. Because this one has no reason or desire to use it.]
I'm glad you have it. I'd rather not see you hurt more than necessary.
[dan feng stops himself from saying bleeding heart, and sighs instead, unfolding himself from his sitting position and leaning on his side with a wince, propping up his head on a hand.]
Anyway. Do not fault little Aphelios for the- meal. He was very shy about it. I heard he spent the night at Sloth?
Anyway. Do not fault little Aphelios for the- meal. He was very shy about it. I heard he spent the night at Sloth?
He did. He's a nice boy...
[But still. Look at that mess of a tail.]
[But still. Look at that mess of a tail.]
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