[ oh. dan heng wouldn't have been surprised if he had backed out - that is a deeply personal question, even if he is not expected to expound upon his answer. mild surprise flits across his expression, before dan heng simply nods his head. ]
I can understand what that is like.
[ for most of his life he was terribly, achingly lonely, after all - only recently has he found the warmth of acceptance.. and something like home. he'll leave the line of conversation open, if wei wuxian would like to follow the thread, but in case he would not, dan heng leans in to deftly pluck another card from near the center of the house.
he flips it over, face up on the table where they can both read - Early to bed, or a night owl? - though he does not yet answer. ]
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I can understand what that is like.
[ for most of his life he was terribly, achingly lonely, after all - only recently has he found the warmth of acceptance.. and something like home. he'll leave the line of conversation open, if wei wuxian would like to follow the thread, but in case he would not, dan heng leans in to deftly pluck another card from near the center of the house.
he flips it over, face up on the table where they can both read - Early to bed, or a night owl? - though he does not yet answer. ]