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I have never had the chance, to compare, with someone of my own kind.

...You don't mean Vidyadhara in general.

No. [The lake can now be seen through the trees, the moon reflecting huge in the still waters.] There has only ever been one of us, on the Luofu. I have not seen the other High Elders in my lifetime, or what... was of it, and after what I had done, they would personally incinerate me on sight. [A pause.] When you return home, you should go see them. Caelorum Venti of the Yaoqing was the brood-sibling I was closest to.

...I may be less unwelcome than yourself, but... I don't think it would go over well if I tried.

I understand that you were exiled, but was that from all of Xianzhou?

[Today in He Does Not Know A Lot Of Things]

Very much so.

I'm sorry.

...Thank you.

[shoulderbunp.]

The lake looks nice.

[Dan Feng brightens up significantly (for him, anyway) and starts walking faster, pulling Dan Heng along.]

Come. I found a spot sheltered by some trees, where they stop the wind, at this time.

[tugged along, obedient (for once).]

Oh, good.

[There's a bit of on the banks of the lake, crunching underfoot, but eventually Dan Feng leads them to the base of a large tree, whose roots formed a sort of cradle around the dry ground below.

He procures a fleece blanket from the bucket - it's hardly good quality, and the fibres are stiff (with a suspicious stain on a corner) - and spreads it on the ground.]

The alcohol from the game disappeared, so this is from town, but it wasn't very good alcohol anyway. There is no good alcohol on this planet.

That's to be expected, what with the rest, right?

[settling on the blanket, arranging himself so the blanket he himself brought is draped over his shoulders, then extending his arm outward like a matador. expectant. come cuddle.]

[Dan Feng gives him a look of .. . Surprise? Huh?]

Do you want... to sit together?

[tips his head just slightly.]

You don't?

[He'd had these before with Yingxing, but always with the wine between them; it was improper, no matter how much he wanted.]

I, um. [He scrambles to drape his own blankets on Dan Heng, then curls up against his side, so they're both under several layers of warmth, tails twined together, less man and more dragon.] Is this all right?

[dan heng welcomes him, slipping an arm around dan feng's waist along with more generalized snuggling and tailtangling.]

Yes. It's good.

We should make a proper nest like this, sometime.

Mm. You'll show me how?

You do not find it odd? That we have such base instincts?

I'm not very in touch with mine. But such things are vestigial, yes?

Correct, much like our cycles and such.

[He reaches for the alcohol- some cheap beers, and two bottles of really shit vodka.

A very cold hand also insinuates itself up the back of Dan Heng's clothes.]

[tiny grimace. is it the mention of cycles or the very cold hand? unclear. but he reaches for a beer.]

The fertility of the Vidyadhara wasn't lost naturally, but rather an exchange, so it makes sense for there to be holdovers, especially in those who have changed the least from that time.

[He reaches for a beer, too, grimacing at the carbonation, but drinking it all the same.]

I. [He starts, quiet, curling that cold hand around Dan Heng's hip.] I could have restored it. That fertility. That night.

[ah

fuck]

It's... better not to think about what could have been.

[leaning into him just a little more]

[Luckily Dan Feng is an easy guy (specifically for Dan Heng and one (1) other person), so he's easily distracted as he snuggles further into his warmth.]

That game was really awful. Awful.

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