[He tangles their legs together. In all the times they've held each other, this is probably the most pathetic he's ever been. Of course he has a good reason, but...
I forgive you, Dan Heng says, and a shudder goes through Blade. Then it's followed by a soft hiccup that becomes a sob, and then another, and another—violent sobs wracking his body, but he barely makes any noise at all.
It always takes doctors a hundred years to do anything, and so it is with this one. The emergency has long passed. When the doctor finally knocks on the door, Blade has stopped crying, but he hasn't stopped clinging. It's only when the door squeaks open that he finally lifts his head, eyes red and puffy, and gazes blearily at the doctor.
To her credit, she pretends like nothing is wrong. She casually offers the nearest box of tissues and takes Blade's vitals. Then she talks about the injuries Blade came in with, his prognosis (good! he can go home today) and what the next steps are (lots of bed rest for the next week, and light duties only for the next month, until he feels better).
She asks if he has any questions.
Blade stares blankly, and then looks down at his hands. It looks like Dan Heng might need to do the talking.]
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I forgive you, Dan Heng says, and a shudder goes through Blade. Then it's followed by a soft hiccup that becomes a sob, and then another, and another—violent sobs wracking his body, but he barely makes any noise at all.
It always takes doctors a hundred years to do anything, and so it is with this one. The emergency has long passed. When the doctor finally knocks on the door, Blade has stopped crying, but he hasn't stopped clinging. It's only when the door squeaks open that he finally lifts his head, eyes red and puffy, and gazes blearily at the doctor.
To her credit, she pretends like nothing is wrong. She casually offers the nearest box of tissues and takes Blade's vitals. Then she talks about the injuries Blade came in with, his prognosis (good! he can go home today) and what the next steps are (lots of bed rest for the next week, and light duties only for the next month, until he feels better).
She asks if he has any questions.
Blade stares blankly, and then looks down at his hands. It looks like Dan Heng might need to do the talking.]