[His grip on the book is tight, and he's fighting to ignore the feeling of his heart dropping into his stomach. It's. Probably fine. Right? It's just Hunter checking in, right?]
[There's a long pause as Dan Heng tries to get ahold of March 7th, and gets hit back with something along the lines of THIS NUMBER IS NO LONGER IN SERVICE. He feels- sick. Something happened and he didn't even notice?]
i cant get ahold of her [It would be a "duh" statement if it wasn't. All he could think to say at the moment.
[Whenever Hunter finds him, Dan Heng is standing in front of an armchair, pale, a blanket at his feet, as if he stood up quickly and now just. Doesn't know what to do.]
[ yes, he is here... a familiar sight, exhausted and beat down looking as usual. hunter shuffles a little closer, so dan heng can totally grab onto him if he wants ]
Yeah. I don't know if she... went back home or not. [ he won't lie ] but it's happened to others. Sometimes they come back. Sometimes....
[There is some irony to be had here that Dan Heng missed this exhausted boy's reappearance because he was sleeping way too much. RIP. Still reassuring in his bad but sad familiarity.
Dan Heng's hand reaches over to grab Hunter's shoulder, bowing his head, processing. Mainly to ground himself, and for reassurance that Hunter's here. Solid. And that this isn't some nightmare haunting him again. ]
H-Huh. I...I heard...Yuji mention something about that, but I didn't think...March. She was always here, I- [He takes a deep breath, running a hand down his face. He looks back up, eyes suspiciously bright.] Thank you for telling me. It's...I feel like I should have done something? But I. Guess we can only hope she's. Back at home. Safe.
[ or did he...... whistles innocently as we backtag ]
[ hunter is not good at providing comfort, but he does stand a little closer to dan heng as dan heng grips him. he is indeed solid. and there. and warm. ]
There's nothing you could have done.
[ it comes out harsher than intended, and hunter winces a bit ] I mean, there's nothing any of us could have done.
Besides, it's March. No matter what, she'll be fine. She's March.
[Backtagging is a true blessing, time is a construct that conspires against us I swear.]
[Dan Heng lets out a long breath which only shakes a little. ] You're. You're right. I still...it's an awful shock. I can't believe we have to live with the possibility of friends just...disappearing.
[Which is a given on a battlefront like this, but this adds a new layer he was not expecting.
The corners of his lips twitch up at that last part though.]
You're right. She's March. You know, before I was brought here, she was learning to use swords. She's only going to get stronger. [It's said wryly, but it's a reassurance for the both of them, hopefully. They can only hope. If she's safely home, then that's...good for her. He should be glad.
He'll still miss her terribly, though. Dan Heng looks to Hunter, his grip tightening a fraction on the boy's shoulder. Nothing painful, just acknowledgment, gratitude. ] Thank you for telling me. Don't go disappearing on me too, alright?
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too bad Dan Heng is the dragon type without wings /j
[His grip on the book is tight, and he's fighting to ignore the feeling of his heart dropping into his stomach. It's. Probably fine. Right? It's just Hunter checking in, right?]
he can drink some red bull
heck yeah that's what this needs. Caffiene for the guys with anxiety-
[There's a long pause as Dan Heng tries to get ahold of March 7th, and gets hit back with something along the lines of THIS NUMBER IS NO LONGER IN SERVICE. He feels- sick. Something happened and he didn't even notice?]
i cant get ahold of her [It would be a "duh" statement if it wasn't. All he could think to say at the moment.
Hopefully Hunter arrives soon....]
IM SURE IT'S FINE also ok to action?
[ gonna bust in on dan heng next tag if i get the okay to action >:) ]
Yeah! Action a-ok!!
shes your friend too
[Whenever Hunter finds him, Dan Heng is standing in front of an armchair, pale, a blanket at his feet, as if he stood up quickly and now just. Doesn't know what to do.]
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... Dan Heng.
[ comfort isn't his strong suit, but he wants to be there for friend!!! ]
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Hunter? Oh. Hi. You're.
[He automatically reaches as if to grab at his. Sleeve or something. Trying to look over...clearly still processing.]
Y-You say this. Happens sometimes?
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Yeah. I don't know if she... went back home or not. [ he won't lie ] but it's happened to others. Sometimes they come back. Sometimes....
[ so good at this comforting thing ]
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Dan Heng's hand reaches over to grab Hunter's shoulder, bowing his head, processing. Mainly to ground himself, and for reassurance that Hunter's here. Solid. And that this isn't some nightmare haunting him again. ]
H-Huh. I...I heard...Yuji mention something about that, but I didn't think...March. She was always here, I- [He takes a deep breath, running a hand down his face. He looks back up, eyes suspiciously bright.] Thank you for telling me. It's...I feel like I should have done something? But I. Guess we can only hope she's. Back at home. Safe.
[Well, as safe as one can be as a Trailblazer.]
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[ hunter is not good at providing comfort, but he does stand a little closer to dan heng as dan heng grips him. he is indeed solid. and there. and warm. ]
There's nothing you could have done.
[ it comes out harsher than intended, and hunter winces a bit ] I mean, there's nothing any of us could have done.
Besides, it's March. No matter what, she'll be fine. She's March.
[ tough as nails, sweet enough to charm anyone ]
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[Dan Heng lets out a long breath which only shakes a little. ] You're. You're right. I still...it's an awful shock. I can't believe we have to live with the possibility of friends just...disappearing.
[Which is a given on a battlefront like this, but this adds a new layer he was not expecting.
The corners of his lips twitch up at that last part though.]
You're right. She's March. You know, before I was brought here, she was learning to use swords. She's only going to get stronger. [It's said wryly, but it's a reassurance for the both of them, hopefully. They can only hope. If she's safely home, then that's...good for her. He should be glad.
He'll still miss her terribly, though. Dan Heng looks to Hunter, his grip tightening a fraction on the boy's shoulder. Nothing painful, just acknowledgment, gratitude. ] Thank you for telling me. Don't go disappearing on me too, alright?
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[ with a hint of--- almost a smile? but not quite, as this topic is too somber. ]
Whatever happens, March will be able to take care of it. That much I know.
[ she reminds him a lot of willow in that respect. incredibly strong-willed and fierce. scarily so, in fact ]
[ hunter breathes out a little sigh ]
... I don't.... I can't go back, anyway. So. I'm not planning on it.