[Dan Heng really has no right to be that funny.] Hmm. Maybe it is.
[He's never seen Christmas outside of the hospital.
But as Dan Heng says that, Blade drops the edges of the jacket he'd been fidgeting with. There's that look again, like he's lost in the darkness and Dan Heng is the moon lighting his way.
Then the realization sets in.]
Now?
[Ignore the tiniest stammer there. He's cool, he's cool, he's cool.]
My apartment is a mess. [Housework time? No. Blacksmith time.] And I don't have anything to make for dinner. We'll have to order again. ... Are you fine with that?
[It's not a no, but also, his triangle-shaped ears are SO perked up right now.]
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[He's never seen Christmas outside of the hospital.
But as Dan Heng says that, Blade drops the edges of the jacket he'd been fidgeting with. There's that look again, like he's lost in the darkness and Dan Heng is the moon lighting his way.
Then the realization sets in.]
Now?
[Ignore the tiniest stammer there. He's cool, he's cool, he's cool.]
My apartment is a mess. [Housework time? No. Blacksmith time.] And I don't have anything to make for dinner. We'll have to order again. ... Are you fine with that?
[It's not a no, but also, his triangle-shaped ears are SO perked up right now.]