[He looks at the screen again, thoughtfully, though it's gone dark.]
The dirt's too good for him. [Even a dirt nap's too nice. But he starts to smile a little now.] ... You're right, though. I made my own family. With my friends. And Flapjack, too, of course.
[Very, very fondly. He loves his friends a lot. (No comment on whether he deserves better or not.)]
[ the smile is good. it's infectious, and lin jingheng does smile back. ]
Sometimes, our family is scattered to the stars. And sometimes, they're just there waiting for you to meet that.
Life is strange like that.
[ it's the most he's spoken at once. conversationally, lin jingheng doesn't waste his energy with words, saves them for these moments only. he glances downwards at zhanlu briefly and smiles. ]
Zhanlu is as much apart of my family as well. He's all I have left of my father.
[Said almost like he's quoting someone, maybe something he heard sometime ago. He follows his gaze down to Zhanlu.]
... You said he left him to take care of you, right? [A little bittersweet, having seen his memories now.] We gotta get you two outta here so he can fill your house with more fish.
And Zhanlu needs to introduce me to all his pets, too.
[The hair ruffle is fine. He even leans into it, just a little. But— his smile drops a bit when Flapjack's name comes up, before he quickly shoves it back into place.]
... Right. Of course. Ideally, no one gets left behind.
[ what lin jingheng tends to lack in social finesse for his rudeness, he makes up for in his observational skills. the slight smile drop earns a tilt of the head. his hand pauses but doesn't go away. ]
i'm sorry but he touches his ears like ?!?!?! SMOKE]
I don't have the fire flu? [What??] ... It's really nothing, though. Something happened in our world. And I don't know if it can be changed. But that's a problem for me and Flap to deal with later.
[Flapjack stares back at him with his one eye which, actually, Jingheng might notice is the exact same color as Hunter's eyes. Wild.]
... Something happened. And Flap— [He cuts himself off. Sighs.] He, uh... We. Didn't set off for hell at the same time. But like I said, that's a problem for us to deal with.
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The dirt's too good for him. [Even a dirt nap's too nice. But he starts to smile a little now.] ... You're right, though. I made my own family. With my friends. And Flapjack, too, of course.
[Very, very fondly. He loves his friends a lot. (No comment on whether he deserves better or not.)]
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Sometimes, our family is scattered to the stars. And sometimes, they're just there waiting for you to meet that.
Life is strange like that.
[ it's the most he's spoken at once. conversationally, lin jingheng doesn't waste his energy with words, saves them for these moments only. he glances downwards at zhanlu briefly and smiles. ]
Zhanlu is as much apart of my family as well. He's all I have left of my father.
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[Said almost like he's quoting someone, maybe something he heard sometime ago. He follows his gaze down to Zhanlu.]
... You said he left him to take care of you, right? [A little bittersweet, having seen his memories now.] We gotta get you two outta here so he can fill your house with more fish.
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[ but. he doesn't seem upset about that, instead just chuckling a little and just— ]
Maybe that way you can finally speak with Zhanlu. I think he'd like to meet you properly.
[ —ruffles his hair very gently, hesitant almost ]
We'll have to get you and Flapjack home too. We will.
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And Zhanlu needs to introduce me to all his pets, too.
[The hair ruffle is fine. He even leans into it, just a little. But— his smile drops a bit when Flapjack's name comes up, before he quickly shoves it back into place.]
... Right. Of course. Ideally, no one gets left behind.
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[ what lin jingheng tends to lack in social finesse for his rudeness, he makes up for in his observational skills. the slight smile drop earns a tilt of the head. his hand pauses but doesn't go away. ]
That's right.
What is it?
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It's nothing.
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I tell Bixing this, but I can basically hear the smoke coming out of your ears. It's the loudest nothing I've ever heard.
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i'm sorry but he touches his ears like ?!?!?! SMOKE]
I don't have the fire flu? [What??] ... It's really nothing, though. Something happened in our world. And I don't know if it can be changed. But that's a problem for me and Flap to deal with later.
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Figure of speech. Means you're thinking so hard that your thoughts are generating enough heat to start a fire... not a sickness.
[ hunter your world... pls... ]
What sort of problem is it?
[ he looks at flapjack just a bit, brows up. ]
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... Something happened. And Flap— [He cuts himself off. Sighs.] He, uh... We. Didn't set off for hell at the same time. But like I said, that's a problem for us to deal with.