[The whispered apology is accompanied by what sounds to Dan Heng like the breaking of his heart. He readjusts his hold on Blade to be more protective, and he runs his hand soothingly through dark locks of hair.]
It's not your fault, Blade. It's not your fault.
[Dan Heng feels like he's talking to himself seven years ago. The words he needed to hear had been denied him at the time, and even today he still feels like it's his fault for... all of it. But at least here, in this moment, he can tell Blade that it's not. He just hopes the words stick and that the other man doesn't feel this misplaced guilt later.]
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It's not your fault, Blade. It's not your fault.
[Dan Heng feels like he's talking to himself seven years ago. The words he needed to hear had been denied him at the time, and even today he still feels like it's his fault for... all of it. But at least here, in this moment, he can tell Blade that it's not. He just hopes the words stick and that the other man doesn't feel this misplaced guilt later.]
It's not your fault.
[It's important, and he means it.]