[ it almost feels like deja vu - only this time, there's no turan to nudge things along. there doesn't really need to be, anymore. even if sometimes bixing is still scared that it's all fake, or that jingheng is going to walk away from him and vanish again. but it's a friday, and no one new has died, and home is on the horizon, and because of it, those fears are, for today, assuaged.
he just smiles at lin jingheng, warm, and holds out his hand. ]
Out to the city. [ just like home, goes unsaid. ] Take in the sights? Do some exploring. Maybe grab coffee in a little cafe...?
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he just smiles at lin jingheng, warm, and holds out his hand. ]
Out to the city. [ just like home, goes unsaid. ] Take in the sights? Do some exploring. Maybe grab coffee in a little cafe...?