You have a tattoo? [He's not surprised; that seems like Blade's speed, after all, but he is curious.] ...Are you certain you want something of me that permanent?
[There's no judgment in his voice as he asks that last question. It's more like he's asking to make sure Blade's fine with that. Still, the High Elder finishes his food and takes their plates to the sink. As promised, Dan Heng won't wash them. He heads over to the couch in the living room. All things considered, they're probably going to fall asleep here, but that's a price worth paying.]
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You have a tattoo? [He's not surprised; that seems like Blade's speed, after all, but he is curious.] ...Are you certain you want something of me that permanent?
[There's no judgment in his voice as he asks that last question. It's more like he's asking to make sure Blade's fine with that. Still, the High Elder finishes his food and takes their plates to the sink. As promised, Dan Heng won't wash them. He heads over to the couch in the living room. All things considered, they're probably going to fall asleep here, but that's a price worth paying.]