Xue Yang is captivated by Xingchen's protection of him. His Daozhang had promised he would and yet...it still surprises him. He notes the second Xingchen registers who he's pointing his sword at. He feels his face clear of all expression, focused on Xingchen.
Step back, he's told.
He obeys...because Xingchen is his life. It doesn't matter what this one man tells him to do, he'll do it.
He doesn't like the tremble in Xingchen's voice though. He glances a wary look over at Song Lan now though. Eventually he folds his arms across his chest and huffs at the idea...before admitting it was true. But hasn't been for a long time.
"Xingchen has my life, Daozhang Song. He doesn't like it when I get hurt so-" he breaks himself off with a grimace and forces himself to look away. Taunting this righteous man is a foolish idea, however fun it tends to be.
"...I'm not going to hurt anyone here," he repeats himself in a lower tone. Tense. Uneasy.
no subject
Step back, he's told.
He obeys...because Xingchen is his life. It doesn't matter what this one man tells him to do, he'll do it.
He doesn't like the tremble in Xingchen's voice though. He glances a wary look over at Song Lan now though. Eventually he folds his arms across his chest and huffs at the idea...before admitting it was true. But hasn't been for a long time.
"Xingchen has my life, Daozhang Song. He doesn't like it when I get hurt so-" he breaks himself off with a grimace and forces himself to look away. Taunting this righteous man is a foolish idea, however fun it tends to be.
"...I'm not going to hurt anyone here," he repeats himself in a lower tone. Tense. Uneasy.
Is he about to lose everything?
Again?