Most people would jerk away at that abrupt change in tone. Not Xingchen. He just keeps working, making sure the bandage isn't too tight or too loose.
"You'll think me silly," he muses. "Or stupid, perhaps. To believe rumors. But I heard you have always been...alone. That couldn't have been easy. I'm not that surprised you worked for anyone who would help you." It makes him sad.
No. He won't hurt this already wounded man. Not unless Xue Yang bites harder than instinct can wave away. And maybe as his hands shift, he gives those shoulders a bit of a rub. He hums at the answer, nodding in satisfaction.
"Zichen is a very good healer," he agrees with a soft smile and moves on to tending the burn, first with more healing energy, then burn cream. He can't help it when speaking of his soulmate. "But he has taught me some things, and my master made sure every disciple of hers had some skill with it."
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"You'll think me silly," he muses. "Or stupid, perhaps. To believe rumors. But I heard you have always been...alone. That couldn't have been easy. I'm not that surprised you worked for anyone who would help you." It makes him sad.
No. He won't hurt this already wounded man. Not unless Xue Yang bites harder than instinct can wave away. And maybe as his hands shift, he gives those shoulders a bit of a rub. He hums at the answer, nodding in satisfaction.
"Zichen is a very good healer," he agrees with a soft smile and moves on to tending the burn, first with more healing energy, then burn cream. He can't help it when speaking of his soulmate. "But he has taught me some things, and my master made sure every disciple of hers had some skill with it."