san lang makes a chittering noise and seems to give him a look that says - what are you even worried about it's flat! we love flat! - it's a lot of words for a ferret face but it's there.
with a laugh, he moves to lean down, a little. san lang sticks his whole face out and closes his eyes. pets, please. ]
flat raises a hand tentatively, surprised over the fact that xie lian agreed to it…
and then he pets san lang’s head softly; gentle scritches for a good boy. after a couple seconds, he retreats his hand, placing it back in his pocket. ]
[ it's strange - his daemo has been touched before, without his permission, and the pain of it sent xie lian to his knees.
...but this isn't like that at all. it's an odd little feeling of warmth - the sense of friendship and trust, really, gently radiating from his chest. xie lian touches his heart; san lang makes a happy noise and butts his nose into flat's hand as he's leaving. ]
...No, it wasn't. It felt - warm. Perhaps because we have become such good friends.
[ xie lian smiles at him with that, and san lang wriggles in his spot as xie lian reaches up to stroke his lil nose. ] I suppose it's about permission. [ consent is important kids ]
[ cute... xie lian looks very fond, immediately, and nods at him. ]
I agree.
[ soft. and with that, he will reach out, and very gently pet the top of jack's head, with two fingers. ] Hello, Jack. Thank you, for allowing me to return the favor. [ scritch scritch scritch ]
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san lang makes a chittering noise and seems to give him a look that says - what are you even worried about it's flat! we love flat! - it's a lot of words for a ferret face but it's there.
with a laugh, he moves to lean down, a little. san lang sticks his whole face out and closes his eyes. pets, please. ]
You may.
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flat raises a hand tentatively, surprised over the fact that xie lian agreed to it…
and then he pets san lang’s head softly; gentle scritches for a good boy. after a couple seconds, he retreats his hand, placing it back in his pocket. ]
Was that weird?
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...but this isn't like that at all. it's an odd little feeling of warmth - the sense of friendship and trust, really, gently radiating from his chest. xie lian touches his heart; san lang makes a happy noise and butts his nose into flat's hand as he's leaving. ]
...No, it wasn't. It felt - warm. Perhaps because we have become such good friends.
[ xie lian smiles at him with that, and san lang wriggles in his spot as xie lian reaches up to stroke his lil nose. ] I suppose it's about permission. [ consent is important kids ]
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huh...permission? he wonders what that has to do with his tasks...but maybe it's something about trusting others? that's a nice thought, actually! ]
I think we're great friends!
[ to that, jack sticks its head out from flat's jacket, staring at xie lian expectantly. pet it! ]
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I agree.
[ soft. and with that, he will reach out, and very gently pet the top of jack's head, with two fingers. ] Hello, Jack. Thank you, for allowing me to return the favor. [ scritch scritch scritch ]
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after a pause...flat smiles. ]
That feels...really nice. It's touching--in a literal manner!