Not that Dan Heng is thinking much of anything as he burrows his head against Blade's shoulder, breathing heavily. One hand comes up to fist into his sleeve, as if to anchor him there.
He wonders if this is what it feels like for regular people, to rise to the surface after drowning. It's only after a few moments for his body to adjust that Dan Heng can manage to speak.]
...His healing has side effects. It... hurts, not to touch.
[And he will not ask that of anyone, not when it is his own fault.]
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Not that Dan Heng is thinking much of anything as he burrows his head against Blade's shoulder, breathing heavily. One hand comes up to fist into his sleeve, as if to anchor him there.
He wonders if this is what it feels like for regular people, to rise to the surface after drowning. It's only after a few moments for his body to adjust that Dan Heng can manage to speak.]
...His healing has side effects. It... hurts, not to touch.
[And he will not ask that of anyone, not when it is his own fault.]