(She has been busy in this fujo wonderland of hers...) So, you have noticed it too? Jing Yuan and him.

Much appreciated.

Our longstanding friendship has no bearings on your being cringe.

Hearing the crack in Dan Heng's voice, his eyes fell shut for a few seconds, steeling himself against the sudden tightness in his chest, his calm outward appearance utterly betraying the the way he was being torn asunder within.

He had made his choice, would stick to it resolutely and see it through to its end, no matter the cost. That look on Dan Heng's face was... it was not making this easier. This bond that had been rekindled, warming him gently after many long years, was one of the hardest to step away from.

"I came upon it by chance." He'd been out for a spin, taking some time to himself to clear his head after accepting Madam Yao's proposal. It was serene, undisturbed by the normalised madness of the urban areas of this arcadia.

(That near-desperation almost made it feel like a farewell, bittersweet and full of things left unsaid yet understood. Once the kiss broke, he pulled back enough to look at him, wistful gaze studying the dragon's face that was still cupped carefully in his hands.)

(Taking his face in his hands, Blade tilted it up towards him, leaning down to press their lips together.)

(A bad liar, but he’d play along with the facade.) Mn.. Then I’m glad.

You don’t have to lie.

(Pressing his nose into Dan Heng’s hair, they stayed like that for a long moment.) Calm down?

/ ueuue… ueueuehuueueuejhueueue… UEUEUEHEJIUEUUEEER

(…He is ridiculous. Eventually, Blade pulled him into a hug, arms wrapping around his shoulders.)

We need to kill AI “artists”.

/ we made it to e6s5 🥴

The rest of the drive was quiet, an obvious tension looming heavily in the air in anticipation of what lay just ahead in their paths, the potential finality of it.

(Just letting it happen, arms crossed & eyes closed.) Watch your horns.

My time to shine.

/ you will genuinely never hear the fucking end of this from me. it was so good. i really need to apologise to pigeon and lunae for my menty b on discord 🙏

My bad.

Too soon?

(Why on earth was she making that? But… he is interested.) Oh? Show me.

This… is how I always talk.

Hm… Fine.

This might be the end for me. It was nice knowing five or six of you. Not saying who.

Happy Pride Month and Good luck for your Mortenax Blade Pull ! #hsr #honkaistarrail #renheng

Happy Pride Month to those that celebrate, which I am fairly certain is almost all of you. Be crimes, do gay. 👍

"If there is a chance at survival... I will seize it. There are still many things I have left to do." Without looking away from the road, Blade reached over and found Dan Heng's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. He would try, fight with all his might as always.

/ e6s1 with ONE ticket left... i cannot make this shit up. IT IS DONE

Wishing you all luck on your summons.

/ and hour an a half... i know blade is about to go through some crazy fucken shit

#blade #hsr

He took his eyes off the road to look at Dan Heng for a moment, staying silent for a long stretch after returning his gaze ahead, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. It wasn't a promise he could make in good faith, unsure what lay ahead but knowing the lengths he would go to.

Full of surprises. "Well, now you know." Getting into the car, he reached into the backseat to set the bag down, before fastening his belt and starting the engine. "It has been a topic of debate whether or not I actually have a license," he offered, casting a brief glance across his shoulder.

He was already moving around to the drivers side, casting a glance over the roof of the car at Dan Heng. "Shortly after becoming a Hunter. You're not another skeptic, are you?"

Once outside the Express and onto the streets, Blade fished through his pockets for something, pulling out a set of keys. After pressing a button, a nearby parked car unlocked, it's hazard lights blinking once. "Hop in."

"Mh, you will feel better." Before setting off to the cold spring, he gathered up some belongings they would need, offering Dan Heng his hand on the way out.

"Come with me. A cold soak will help."

/ maint has started owo bladie wanters will be bladie havers in just a few hours 🥰

They didn't pass anyone on the way through the cars, save for a Warp Trotter just around the corner from Dan Heng's room. At the entrance, Blade bumped his hip against the button to open the sliding doors, taking care not to bump Dan Heng against the frame on the way through.

Happy pride! 🌈 #Blade #Art #HSRFanart #刃

Mh. Because we are ignoring it. Can I watch?

The bathing could wait, though they would need to clean and dress the wounds eventually. Speaking to the conductor, he told them that he would be staying the night to keep an eye on Dan Heng, to which they agreed was alright.

💭 He is such a loser, I need him so bad.

While Blade simply stood nearby, allowing Dan Heng and the conductor to interact without interruption, his gaze flickered to Dan Heng with the use of the word 'we'.

You want me to ignore the elephant in the room? If you wish.

Shuhu had tried, and Dan Heng had defied him... Blade couldn't say he wasn't proud of him for that. He knew how difficult a task that was. And he had done so in a form he had not yet fully mastered himself. It was commendable.