[Having Jing Yuan's arm around him has Dan Heng instinctively curling up against his side more fully. He can never help himself, and he's given up resisting those urges in private.]
Mm... We have a lot of those, don't we?
[Perhaps too many. He reaches up to brush his fingers through long, white hair.]
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Mm... We have a lot of those, don't we?
[Perhaps too many. He reaches up to brush his fingers through long, white hair.]
Which ones have surfaced for you?