[ The laugh itself sounds painful, but Xingchen stays patient, waiting. A laugh wasn't an answer.
And eventually, that brace is removed and Xue Yang holds the poor hand out. Sorrow settles over him at the sight and his touch is gentle when he reaches out to hold it, fingers careful in where they touch. He presses careful healing energy into the poor hand even before answering. ]
Only with what was done to you. You survived it. I cannot imagine the pain you were in.
[ No. More than that. He's appalled with the horrible state of this poor hand. And how this level of damage had been dealt to an innocent child. ]
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And eventually, that brace is removed and Xue Yang holds the poor hand out. Sorrow settles over him at the sight and his touch is gentle when he reaches out to hold it, fingers careful in where they touch. He presses careful healing energy into the poor hand even before answering. ]
Only with what was done to you. You survived it. I cannot imagine the pain you were in.
[ No. More than that. He's appalled with the horrible state of this poor hand. And how this level of damage had been dealt to an innocent child. ]