a blink at the gentle pressure against it’s forehead, eyes burning with something foreign. it doesn’t quite understand —- so all meilian does in response is hold their head there lightly for a few, brief moments before letting go. “hurry.”
"⠀⠀...i'll be safe, meilian.⠀⠀" with seeing how little he responded to the banter, anlei took a couple steps towards his strained form and lowered to one knee. gently, their forehead presses to his. "⠀⠀go sit. i'll be back.⠀⠀"
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it’s still amusing to me. ah.. my former self, you would’ve avoided her like the plague. * a soft, mirthful smile as if caixue is enjoying a joke only he understands, before their head comes to plonk against anlei’s shoulder *