[It's fine. Probably. As long as it doesn't rip, but it'll be a noble sacrifice to Blade's body.

That gets a quiet laugh out of him.]

But then I'll have to leave to open the door for whoever we sent to pick them up.

[He's teasing gently, but there's understanding in his eyes. Dan Heng can empathize with not wanting to be left alone.

The dragon lets him trace the features of his face quietly. When Blade's fingers begin to curl, Dan Heng reaches up to take them gently in his hand. He smiles a little.]

I did.

[As Blade rests his forehead against the dragon's, he tangles their legs together and gazes affectionately into crimson eyes. He listens attentively to what his partner says.]

Yes. [He threads his fingers between Blade's and squeezes his hand comfortingly.] The samsara is broken, and I'm still here. Your nightmare has ended.

[Then, he chuckles softly (again!).]

Although, this is the second time you've threatened to fight my cousin. You even called him a punk.