[ Really sorry about this, Dan Heng. He's in a real mood here and this is just happening right about now. ]
It can't be avoided...this danger.
[ Pulling him closer, if he can get away with it, but his grip - that he still has with his other hand on Hwylyrn - is loosening elsewhere. His focus is shifting more to Dan Heng - and his vision swims. He'd think he'd like that.
'Conflict'.
The word sounds inherently beautiful. Like the blood he's seen blooming before his very eyes. ]
...What do you even think you can do about it? My partner.
[ Does Dan Heng think only words can sway him this time?
They've started to before, and somewhere in this, he's hearing him. It's impossible not to - and this too is Blade, isn't it? He feels wretched. He did this. He created this.
This time he buried someone. It's tearing him apart. But, what does it matter. They'll all be back anyway, right? He can see it, flowering underneath his feet, their shattered souls staring up at him. He feels himself go mad - and he can't stop thinking—until it's no longer coherent thought. ]
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[ Really sorry about this, Dan Heng. He's in a real mood here and this is just happening right about now. ]
It can't be avoided...this danger.
[ Pulling him closer, if he can get away with it, but his grip - that he still has with his other hand on Hwylyrn - is loosening elsewhere. His focus is shifting more to Dan Heng - and his vision swims. He'd think he'd like that.
'Conflict'.
The word sounds inherently beautiful. Like the blood he's seen blooming before his very eyes. ]
...What do you even think you can do about it? My partner.
[ Does Dan Heng think only words can sway him this time?
They've started to before, and somewhere in this, he's hearing him. It's impossible not to - and this too is Blade, isn't it? He feels wretched. He did this. He created this.
This time he buried someone. It's tearing him apart. But, what does it matter. They'll all be back anyway, right? He can see it, flowering underneath his feet, their shattered souls staring up at him. He feels himself go mad - and he can't stop thinking—until it's no longer coherent thought. ]