[ While maybe he truly does need an eye patch, now, Hua Cheng has mastered the ability to give people dry looks with only one eyeball. He does that now, when Beau jokes like that. (Something twinges, and it isn't pain, when she sniffs. What the fuck, dadhood.) ]
I'm fine. [ Said calmly, like it's true. (His head is throbbing.) At least Futaba isn't hallucinating, now, and feels like she's less tense under his arm. ] Maybe you're projecting your need for a nap?
[ A beat, where he allows the shooing, managing to navigate with his attachment. But once Beau is unawares, he grabs her by the elbow to drag her along with them. ]
[ she makes a face!! she's totally fine, it's whatever. she is glad to hear futaba isn't seeing things anymore though, and that... well, they're all alive. she takes a couple steps after them, and then, when hua cheng grabs her elbow, makes a startled sound.
oh. oh, okay. she takes a deep breath, and just carefully leans into it, swallowing hard. ]
Yeah, maybe. [ she says finally. she's going to count on hua cheng to situate them wherever they're going to cuddle. ] Maybe you guys are just radiating it enough that it's hitting me.
[ Gods above and below, this sudden sense of affection and softness. Hua Cheng is going to have to go and disappear someone, after all this is through, just for the normalcy there. But he gives Beau a moment to accept her fate, then corrals the two of them along, dragging Futaba easily under his arm. ]
Despite the fact that this is a ryokan where laziness is encouraged, I'll have you know I don't know the meaning of it.
[ He dicks off all the time with Wei Wuxian, he's a liar. But he leads the way down, actually, to the private floor of Wu Ming.
Yeah. All business. [ beau mutters. she's just very slowly making her way down to the private floor with both of them. the longer it takes the more she feels like just laying down on the floor and not getting up. ]
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I'm fine. [ Said calmly, like it's true. (His head is throbbing.) At least Futaba isn't hallucinating, now, and feels like she's less tense under his arm. ] Maybe you're projecting your need for a nap?
[ A beat, where he allows the shooing, managing to navigate with his attachment. But once Beau is unawares, he grabs her by the elbow to drag her along with them. ]
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oh. oh, okay. she takes a deep breath, and just carefully leans into it, swallowing hard. ]
Yeah, maybe. [ she says finally. she's going to count on hua cheng to situate them wherever they're going to cuddle. ] Maybe you guys are just radiating it enough that it's hitting me.
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[ especially if she can transform and curl up between them, soaking in the Safety and Comfort of two of her favorite people. naptime, naptime!]
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Despite the fact that this is a ryokan where laziness is encouraged, I'll have you know I don't know the meaning of it.
[ He dicks off all the time with Wei Wuxian, he's a liar. But he leads the way down, actually, to the private floor of Wu Ming.
And, subsequently, his private office. ]
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Yeah. All business. [ beau mutters. she's just very slowly making her way down to the private floor with both of them. the longer it takes the more she feels like just laying down on the floor and not getting up. ]