[He's very much fond of sweeping gestures. If they're affectionate, even better.]
Oh, Xiao... You've always had that sharp tongue of yours.
[He rests his cheek on Xiao's shoulder... Part of him doesn't want to talk about the pain. He wants to pretend that it's not there. But when he thinks that the doll floats closer.]
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Oh, Xiao... You've always had that sharp tongue of yours.
[He rests his cheek on Xiao's shoulder... Part of him doesn't want to talk about the pain. He wants to pretend that it's not there. But when he thinks that the doll floats closer.]
That's not fair at all.