[ Jin Guanyao swells into his space, hands slim and strong and directing Quentin's attention to him, heart and body. He hasn't seen Jin Guangyao like this since that cold day out in the dirt and the ice. But that day had been tremendous. Quentin looks up to him guiltily, stitches his mouth shut to keep from insisting it's not that important. He's not that important.
[ He knows better though. Years of experience are behind him, assuring that there's nothing he can say that won't worry or disturb. Probably nothing he can say that will soothe, now that the seed of concern is planted--so he just tries to agree. ] Don't worry. That was enough diplomacy for me for a lifetime.
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[ He knows better though. Years of experience are behind him, assuring that there's nothing he can say that won't worry or disturb. Probably nothing he can say that will soothe, now that the seed of concern is planted--so he just tries to agree. ] Don't worry. That was enough diplomacy for me for a lifetime.
Don't worry, A-Yao.