[ He can't even imagine what Xiao Xingchen would be like as a Sanguis Moonblessed. Craving blood and violence, aggressive and territorial? Those traits are absolutely nothing like him.
Xue Yang likes the feeling of the hand on his back, and it's... calming is the wrong word. Placating, perhaps? Not enough to relax, but it feels like the sharp edges he gains when the red moon is in the sky have been blunted slightly.
He's reluctant to answer the question, but finally unwraps his arms from Xiao Xingchen, though he continues to lean against his chest. Xue Yang pulls back his left sleeve and gives a specific press to the red staining the skin beneath, but there's no immediate smell of fresh blood accompanying the action. He does the same to a cut on his side, but it too has closed.
Xue Yang wraps his arms back around Xiao Xingchen before answering. ]
They seem to be.
[ But he does not intend to let the two of them separate. ]
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[ He can't even imagine what Xiao Xingchen would be like as a Sanguis Moonblessed. Craving blood and violence, aggressive and territorial? Those traits are absolutely nothing like him.
Xue Yang likes the feeling of the hand on his back, and it's... calming is the wrong word. Placating, perhaps? Not enough to relax, but it feels like the sharp edges he gains when the red moon is in the sky have been blunted slightly.
He's reluctant to answer the question, but finally unwraps his arms from Xiao Xingchen, though he continues to lean against his chest. Xue Yang pulls back his left sleeve and gives a specific press to the red staining the skin beneath, but there's no immediate smell of fresh blood accompanying the action. He does the same to a cut on his side, but it too has closed.
Xue Yang wraps his arms back around Xiao Xingchen before answering. ]
They seem to be.
[ But he does not intend to let the two of them separate. ]