(𝔅)ᴸ̳𝘦𝐬𝐬𝑒th bₑ┈她.

Yes

⠀⠀⠀₍  the worried panic etched in his features eases into a smile, ears which had been pulled back perk up with a relieved sigh.  ₎     okay!  that's good --  'm  glad!     ₍   with a tilt of his head,  kiba scrunches up his nose at her question, shifting his attention upwards and to the scenery surrounding them.    ₎     ...maybe.

@worIdeaters，    [the collision was enough to stagger her a few steps back,  pulling hanyīng away from her thoughts.  luckily enough—–she was able to regain her footing.]  no lasting damage has been done,   your apologies aren't needed.   [a small nod,  a gentle smile finding it's way to her lips.]      ..are you lost?

@voracities，    [it would be difficult for hanyīng to hide the muse that illuminates her face with solace. anything—–truly,   anything that she could want?   or even desire?  while it would be foolish for her to deny,  she still needed to be careful.]   are you truly that willing to be making such a dangerous promise so freely?   (...)   i see,  very well then;   perhaps i can be of assistance.

please?  ⠀⁽⠀they plead.  then,  t͟h͟a͟t familiar grin follows.  sharp,  porcelain teeth on display.  mischief behind them  ..  it is not that convincing when heilyx appears so delighted to be situated in such a predicament ;  ;⠀⁾ ⠀ i will do anything for you,  in return.  i swear it.

@voracities，    [skeptical,  yet mildly amused.  whether the claim is genuine or merely another attempt to win her sympathy remains a mystery to her.   though she manages to suppress a laugh,   the smile that follows is far less obedient.]    how fortunate,  then,  that i happened to be nearby..  hm?   whatever would have become of you,   i wonder.

* Haiaiaiaii

*    on @miseritus pls pls !!

/pls

the answer earns a warm peal of laughter,  light as spring air and no less genuine.  ⠀ʺno,  i find it rather adorable.ʺ  ⠀soleil replies.  perspectives,  after all,  were as varied as the people who held them.  he had merely wished to hear another's thoughts on the matter.  never had he claimed to be a saint;  that image was little more than a convenient facade maintained for the department.  ⠀ʺi simply relieve them of their suffering.  there is naught more to it than that.ʺ

@holylies，    [for a moment,   hanyīng falls silent. the question settles heavier than it should.  her gaze lowers,  thoughtful—–   for someone,   an emanator,   let alone one of destruction,  to call another cruel?  was it hypocrisy or contradictory?  she couldn't quite decide which name fits better.]     i believe that i am not the crueler one between the two of us.    (..)    if i say the word merciful,    does that word offend you? 

*     OUGHHH I JUST READ THE NEXT THING U WROTE….   hanyīng u r so dear to me

* @miseritus，Sobbing..she's literally an angel </3 

* i hc hanyīng to have a small part of nanook's divinity that lives within her heart that slowly kills her from the inside out. every time she uses her divine power, she's essentially killing a part of her and yet that still doesn't deter her away from saving those in danger.

@bloodshound，   (..?)   [for a moment,   hanyīng stills.   whether it is the unusual softness in his voice,   or the warmth of his hand resting against her cheek,   she cannot quite tell.   she dares not to speak,  not yet—–she couldn't.]    ..asael,    [finally,  she calls his name gently;   her voice soft with question.  golden hues had falter to yet to properly meet his—she then lifts her hand,  placed over his own,   her thumb coming to rest upon his wrist,   anchoring herself to the reality of his touch.]

⁽⠀a besotted utterance,  the substance appears to have heavily taken complete hold of one's senses.  though,  uncharacteristically,  his hand bears the cheek.⠀⁾ ⠀ stay like this for me.

@royalness，    is lord lion someone i should know,  miss everlydina?  [once satisfied with brushing away the dirt,   hanyīng folds her hands neatly before her.   her head tilts slightly,   curiosity settling within golden orifices.]   i fear that name is quite,   unfamiliar.. to me.   [a brief pause follows,  a moment needed to gather her thoughts.]   since arriving here,   i have found myself surrounded by unfamiliar faces,    unfamiliar places..  and even more unfamiliar names.  [hanyīng sighs,]    you must forgive me if lord lion has escaped my notice.

（..!）oh,  right..  introductions. ⠀ ⁽⠀her lower lip is bitten,  once again,  she fails to maintain proper etiquette..  how could she even bow at such a state?⠀⁾ ⠀ my name is everlydina,  hehe..! ⠀ ⁽⠀quite embarrassed,  everly watched the kind maiden brush the stained fabric,  offering a reassuring beam.⠀⁾ ⠀ it's not my favorite,  so it should be fine!  ahaha..  but lord lion wouldn't be so pleased to see me like this.

@royalness，    pretty lady?   (..)—–i believe hanyīng would be a little easier to say.   [her smile remains as her gaze drifts downward,  it is then that she notices the dirt stains scattered across the fabric of their dress.  the sight earns a faint look of concern.]    though,  i fear your dress wasn't as fortunate as you were.. [carefully,   she reaches forward to brush away a bit of loose soil from the fabric,  her movements gentle and unhurried.]   ..i hope it wasn't a favorite of yours.