[His stoic expression melts ever-so-slightly at that, near imperceptible, but Dan Heng can probably recognize it.]
I trust you.
[After all, Dan Heng has been right about numerous other things, whether Blade argued against them or not. He just feels like—like he can't remember what it's like to believe in something. But he can believe in Dan Heng. That's something he can do.
He looks at Dan Heng and realizes they were, perhaps, both feeling the same anxiety. Maybe that's not a surprise given how similar they are in other respects. The same fucked-up rebirth, the same fucked up memories, the same fucked-up past. But god damn, it's hard to think about any of that when he sees Dan Heng smiling back at him.
Maybe all they really needed was to acknowledge the dragon in the room, here.]
I don't mind waiting. I think... I could wait a long time. [I think the other Blade felt that way, too.
He rests his arm on the table again, the other wrapped around his boba. He is realizing that the more approachable Dan Heng becomes, the harder it is not to do something contradicting their own words—like leaning in to kiss him. Blade manages to resist the urge this time, though.]
... It's a relief to have a normal person problem for once. I can almost forget that I woke up with a tail last week, or the fact I keep getting swords shoved into my bag in Undertown.
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I trust you.
[After all, Dan Heng has been right about numerous other things, whether Blade argued against them or not. He just feels like—like he can't remember what it's like to believe in something. But he can believe in Dan Heng. That's something he can do.
He looks at Dan Heng and realizes they were, perhaps, both feeling the same anxiety. Maybe that's not a surprise given how similar they are in other respects. The same fucked-up rebirth, the same fucked up memories, the same fucked-up past. But god damn, it's hard to think about any of that when he sees Dan Heng smiling back at him.
Maybe all they really needed was to acknowledge the dragon in the room, here.]
I don't mind waiting. I think... I could wait a long time. [I think the other Blade felt that way, too.
He rests his arm on the table again, the other wrapped around his boba. He is realizing that the more approachable Dan Heng becomes, the harder it is not to do something contradicting their own words—like leaning in to kiss him. Blade manages to resist the urge this time, though.]
... It's a relief to have a normal person problem for once. I can almost forget that I woke up with a tail last week, or the fact I keep getting swords shoved into my bag in Undertown.