[there's a long silence, where dan feng contemplates how much of an insult it would be to say 'i can have someone else get it', but he knows jing yuan knows dan feng's lost this particular battle.]
You know I do not mind helping you into or out of anything. [he cants his head slightly in jing yuan's direction.] But there is no rush.
[dan feng wishes he could say the same. he is, of course, happy to share the same cubic standard units of air with jing yuan, but he doesn't quite remember how to have conversations with him that weren't emotionally or physically fraught with pain.
he's too old to be awkward about it though.]
The last thing I remember before waking up here: I found another animal that reminded me of you. It was called a polar bear cub. Very, [he shapes an imaginary ball... thing... with ears... with his hands.] round.
I'm not answering that. [ his face colors just a little bit red. ] This is already an incredibly personal matter, and I'm only asking for help, because you're also a dragon. [ and you live with him. ]
That's what everyone says. [oops he accidentally snaps the pencil in half. picking up a blue pencil then.] It will end poorly for the both of you, either way.
[scribbling...] Soft items, soft fabrics, maybe if you can get furs of some sort?
You’re right. Our jobs back home make having a relationship difficult, but beside that I’m not going to live as long as Neuvillette. I’m only human. Even knowing this he’s decided to date me. [ he’s lucky. ] Which is why, despite knowing next to nothing about any of this, I’m still going to make what time we have together count.
[ he goes over to the desk and picks up the broken pencil. ] You’ve already helped me plenty. What can I help you with? Are you speaking from experience? [ what did the lion do to you? ]
[dan feng slowly looks up from the piece of paper, right at wriothesley - right through him, for a moment.]
I was like your dear Iudex once. I loved a man who would live but a tenth of my lifespan, and we lived in a present bracketed by my loneliness. [he sways into wriothesley's space, voice going soft. quiet.] And when he left me, I could not bear it. I did not bear it. I snuffed out hundreds of thousands of millions of lives because I loved him too much to let him go.
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