[Dan Heng simply holds Blade through it all, not caring in the least bit about the state of his jacket. When the man pulls away, he lets go. He sighs softly as he looks away from Blade, but....]
We're going home.
[His voice is gentle as he says it, but firm as well. He hesitates before reaching out to put a hand on Blade's wrist. Dan Heng glances up at the taller man's face.]
Yes, I'm staying with you tonight. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't want to fight about it.
[He doesn't think he could leave Blade alone like this. He's not cruel. No matter how bad of an idea it might be, Dan Heng is... afraid to leave him alone tonight. He doesn't think about the flash of memory, of Dan Feng's grief when he turned around and realized that Yingxing had been—
No. Not now.
Gently, he'll start to lead Blade back to where he parked his car.]
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We're going home.
[His voice is gentle as he says it, but firm as well. He hesitates before reaching out to put a hand on Blade's wrist. Dan Heng glances up at the taller man's face.]
Yes, I'm staying with you tonight. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't want to fight about it.
[He doesn't think he could leave Blade alone like this. He's not cruel. No matter how bad of an idea it might be, Dan Heng is... afraid to leave him alone tonight. He doesn't think about the flash of memory, of Dan Feng's grief when he turned around and realized that Yingxing had been—
No. Not now.
Gently, he'll start to lead Blade back to where he parked his car.]