[ gu yun can't see her touching her head, which is unfortunate - he gets the same symptom, and will likely be experiencing it soon. instead, he just settles where he's sitting, looking slightly less tense than he did ten minutes ago, resting his chin on his hand. ]
I can imagine. [ snort. yeah. ] Alright. [ he won't press. she's not pressing. it's. nice, actually. it's what he would want, ultimately, and gu yun shifts, for a moment, teetering like he's deciding before he finally says, softly - ]
....thanks.
[ no specification other than that, but it's sincere.
there's a moment of quiet. ]
....If you pass out in public, I'll let everyone know you're swooning over me. [ aaaand there it goes. at least he's joking ]
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I can imagine. [ snort. yeah. ] Alright. [ he won't press. she's not pressing. it's. nice, actually. it's what he would want, ultimately, and gu yun shifts, for a moment, teetering like he's deciding before he finally says, softly - ]
....thanks.
[ no specification other than that, but it's sincere.
there's a moment of quiet. ]
....If you pass out in public, I'll let everyone know you're swooning over me. [ aaaand there it goes. at least he's joking ]
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[Her tone is harsh, but like. It is a joke. She doesn't acknowledge the thanks, but she hears it. Understood.]