[voice soft and gravelly. allowing those hands, for now, though his body carries the kind of muted tension that for warriors like them makes it clear he will react, if dan feng actually goes for it.]
[His grip tightens briefly, dangerously, but he then leans in to press their cheeks together, using his hands as a guide. Dan Feng is cool to the touch, a little damp-sticky with dried tears.]
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Hey. I'm here.
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Don't leave me. [Plaintive.] I'll put you in a box so you can't.
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[he sounds tired
but he's laying down next to dan feng, filth be damned.]
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[Immediately curling up against him--]
Why can't I keep anyone?
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Wish I had answers, hon.
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Your time is better served elsewhere.
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[voice soft and gravelly. allowing those hands, for now, though his body carries the kind of muted tension that for warriors like them makes it clear he will react, if dan feng actually goes for it.]
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[His grip tightens briefly, dangerously, but he then leans in to press their cheeks together, using his hands as a guide. Dan Feng is cool to the touch, a little damp-sticky with dried tears.]
I could have killed you.
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I know.
[with the sober affection of someone who, yes, agrees with both of those statements.]
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