[ let it out, bud. xie lian stays calm as rin yells, his hands gently clasped in front of himself, silks falling over his hands as he listens.
even as he is quiet and calm, as rin is babbling, the look in his eyes tells his real emotions - there's a swirling storm of agreement and empathy, compassion. fiercely understanding of every word rin is saying, supportive. ]
You're right. [ it's that same tone from the memory with the child. strong and unyielding, but gentle, too. ] You're right, Rin.
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even as he is quiet and calm, as rin is babbling, the look in his eyes tells his real emotions - there's a swirling storm of agreement and empathy, compassion. fiercely understanding of every word rin is saying, supportive. ]
You're right. [ it's that same tone from the memory with the child. strong and unyielding, but gentle, too. ] You're right, Rin.