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『 hóng lù 』鸿璐 。 ([personal profile] yyds) wrote in [personal profile] limbical 2023-12-11 11:44 am (UTC)

[ disappointing, hong lu thinks. if he were to have magic casted on him, it'd be nice if it hurt. perhaps it would be a different sort of pain. or would he feel something else entirely? hong lu doesn't get a chance to ask. not really. daan holds his hand over the wound. he murmurs something. it's too soft of hong lu to catch, but he leans in anyway to see if he can glean any of the magic in the words. a woman's gasp.

before his eyes, his wound begins to heal. hong lu feels warm, he thinks. this must be what it's like for dante to see the rest of them come back to life over and over again. hong lu has always wanted to see what he himself looks like when he's being revived. is this it?

his mismatched gaze turns towards daan. for a moment, he simply looks. and then, he smiles.
]

It's really warm, Doctor Daan. Your magic must be what a hug feels like.

[ because hong lu has loved everyone that he's ever met. he already loves daan. he loves yi sang, and vergilius, and all the sinners - he loves everyone he's met here in the city, and everyone he has yet to meet. he loves the ones he's killed. of course he does. that's love. so of course nothing has changed. nothing can, when you induce someone who already loves you. ]

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