[ right. the brides. dan heng knows the script, but the brides were meant to have shown up earlier - maybe this is a test of his improv skills. which aren't terribly good. but he will persevere, maybe he misread the script, regardless of the hows and whys, the show must go on.
he dips his head, examining reno as he approaches, all cocky confidence. dan heng remains cool, watching reno through his dark lashes, calm and quiet, one long leg crossed over the other, scales shining on his skin. the only giveaway that he's feeling flustered by reno's appearance is the light flush on the apples of his cheeks. ]
You're late, in that case.
[ he says imperiously, tail slithering along the fine duvet, draping over the edge of the bed, the tip flicking back and forth. ]
Come closer, allow me to get a better look at you.
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he dips his head, examining reno as he approaches, all cocky confidence. dan heng remains cool, watching reno through his dark lashes, calm and quiet, one long leg crossed over the other, scales shining on his skin. the only giveaway that he's feeling flustered by reno's appearance is the light flush on the apples of his cheeks. ]
You're late, in that case.
[ he says imperiously, tail slithering along the fine duvet, draping over the edge of the bed, the tip flicking back and forth. ]
Come closer, allow me to get a better look at you.