"Yes, thank you," he says, smoothing one hand over A-Yuan's head, before he nudges him. "Help your bóbo with the tea, A-Yuan."
He focuses inward for a moment, coaxing energy to where it needs to be -- chasing numbness from his fingertips and legs, down to his feet. It's fine. He'll be fine. The pain is... endurable. Anything can be endured, for A-Yuan.
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Date: 2020-11-19 04:52 am (UTC)He focuses inward for a moment, coaxing energy to where it needs to be -- chasing numbness from his fingertips and legs, down to his feet. It's fine. He'll be fine. The pain is... endurable. Anything can be endured, for A-Yuan.