[ Jin Ling drew his legs up, Fairy’s head moving out of the way as he drew them to his chest, threading his arms around them and holding tight. She made a low noise and tried nuzzling his hand instead. ]

I don’t know. Maybe. To yell at me for interrupting and make me give the sword back.

[ He gripped his knees a little tighter. ]

Why is everyone in this place so nuts? I- I get that moonlacing feels good. Of course it does. It feels really good. [ Ah there was that flush again. ]

But that sort of thing is supposed to feel good back home too, right? And yet people don’t just - all the time —

[ Jin Ling you sweet summer child. ]