his hand stays there, thumb resting on his cheekbone, seaglass-gray-green-gold eyes focusing in on hua cheng's, on the red one.
and though there's quiet, for a second, when xie lian speaks up, he sounds a little breathless. ] ...This is the first time I've seen it. [ and there's a little huff of a laugh at the end of it, because, technically, he saw his eye in that beautiful saber - but beyond that, it was bandages and covers, and then, nothing at all in the rare times he saw hua cheng without one.
... he thumbs san lang's cheek again, and proclaims: ] I think it's very striking, isn't it?
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his hand stays there, thumb resting on his cheekbone, seaglass-gray-green-gold eyes focusing in on hua cheng's, on the red one.
and though there's quiet, for a second, when xie lian speaks up, he sounds a little breathless. ] ...This is the first time I've seen it. [ and there's a little huff of a laugh at the end of it, because, technically, he saw his eye in that beautiful saber - but beyond that, it was bandages and covers, and then, nothing at all in the rare times he saw hua cheng without one.
... he thumbs san lang's cheek again, and proclaims: ] I think it's very striking, isn't it?