[Once again, Blade yelps, this time at the slap of the slipper. It's not as hard as he's expecting, but he can't say he's too surprised by it either.]
... I'm sorry for worrying you.
[He's not trying to look like a kicked puppy but the ears are doing him no favors. Blade watches Dan Heng make his way further in, feeling a little helpless (and maybe also hopeless).]
You always take care of me. [He closes his eyes for a moment, and leans into the gentle hand on his cheek. His voice is a little rough.] I don't want you to resent me for it.
[In this life and the last, he fought and fought and fought so he wouldn't be a burden to anyone.]
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... I'm sorry for worrying you.
[He's not trying to look like a kicked puppy but the ears are doing him no favors. Blade watches Dan Heng make his way further in, feeling a little helpless (and maybe also hopeless).]
You always take care of me. [He closes his eyes for a moment, and leans into the gentle hand on his cheek. His voice is a little rough.] I don't want you to resent me for it.
[In this life and the last, he fought and fought and fought so he wouldn't be a burden to anyone.]