( dreamsβ¦ shared? oh. so itβs that kind of bond, an extension of each other, and sure, he does see him as his soul mate, but what would he think of him, if he saw the things he dreams about sometimes. if he heard and watched and saw himself there, lan wangjiβs buried desires, untamed when his mind is asleep.
inwardly he recoils, a quiet gasp as he blinks mildly alarmed. if not now, then when? if not him, then who. touch is still foreign, as far as concepts go, and he canβt imagine being this close to any other monster. the sooner the better, probably. if he must learn how to smother his own dreams while connected to another, it should be easier while his mind is still intact, his magic under control.
so... ) No. ( or yes, rather, and his head tips forward in agreement, a coy and softer line in lieu of an actual smile. ) I am. ( ready, that is. as nervous as he also is, body stiff and fingers curled tight on his knees. ) In a few daysβ time, perhaps. Once Iβveβ¦ ( and he looks away, soundlessly clearing his throat. ) ...meditated long enough.
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inwardly he recoils, a quiet gasp as he blinks mildly alarmed. if not now, then when? if not him, then who. touch is still foreign, as far as concepts go, and he canβt imagine being this close to any other monster. the sooner the better, probably. if he must learn how to smother his own dreams while connected to another, it should be easier while his mind is still intact, his magic under control.
so... ) No. ( or yes, rather, and his head tips forward in agreement, a coy and softer line in lieu of an actual smile. ) I am. ( ready, that is. as nervous as he also is, body stiff and fingers curled tight on his knees. ) In a few daysβ time, perhaps. Once Iβveβ¦ ( and he looks away, soundlessly clearing his throat. ) ...meditated long enough.