[ He Xuan asks, seemingly hardly bothered—now simply watching the way Tartaglia's reaching out to grasp a hold of the entire thing. The reaction the other male gives renders asking practically a wasted breath given how fast an answer is supplied due to it, the sharpness of the dagger clear and apparent danger in how quickly the pointed tip is positioned to He Xuan's neck.
Most people would react adversely or surprised—all normal, human reactions. Conversely, he just simply smiles slightly, as if pleased. Seemingly lukewarm to someone hardly inattentive, but eyes bright despite it all. ]
I don't doubt you will.
[ For a little bit, He Xuan watches the way he plays catch with the dagger, and in the space of the lull when Tartaglia's caught a hold of it after a throw, steps forward, reaching out quickly to have fingers wrap tightly around that wrist, leaning in. ]
Yes. No point of living with anyone else, after all. Now, feel like still heading out for the bout?
[ Right about this time maybe a certain burnt portrait suddenly displays itself on the wall behind him?! Like out of a horror movie or something, it's all good (no) ]
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[ He Xuan asks, seemingly hardly bothered—now simply watching the way Tartaglia's reaching out to grasp a hold of the entire thing. The reaction the other male gives renders asking practically a wasted breath given how fast an answer is supplied due to it, the sharpness of the dagger clear and apparent danger in how quickly the pointed tip is positioned to He Xuan's neck.
Most people would react adversely or surprised—all normal, human reactions. Conversely, he just simply smiles slightly, as if pleased. Seemingly lukewarm to someone hardly inattentive, but eyes bright despite it all. ]
I don't doubt you will.
[ For a little bit, He Xuan watches the way he plays catch with the dagger, and in the space of the lull when Tartaglia's caught a hold of it after a throw, steps forward, reaching out quickly to have fingers wrap tightly around that wrist, leaning in. ]
Yes. No point of living with anyone else, after all. Now, feel like still heading out for the bout?
[ Right about this time maybe a certain burnt portrait suddenly displays itself on the wall behind him?! Like out of a horror movie or something, it's all good (no) ]