eepy | ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴘᴏsᴛ

( ? he's not moving on )

Hmmm. I wasn't aware I had to share you with so many people.
I'll be here until later.

Haha, I have to share you with others too, Dan Feng.

Then I'll come fetch Mimi when you're done playing with her.
She might think your tail is what she'll have for dinner.

Yingxing is buying her food. I wouldn't dare eat without feeding her.

( and a good ten minutes of agonizing later: )

You know I have not dared give my heart to anyone but you and Yingxing.

[ they're all agonizing over something, it's fine. ]

The heart is a fragile thing, after all.
You would not give yours to someone who would not care for it.

No. I wouldn't.
Would you?

Haha, perhaps I'm a bigger masochist than anyone else on this ship.

And for what reason?

For a lot of reasons, many of which I'd rather not speak of.

Would you consider me to be one of those people? Someone who wouldn't care for your heart?

Would you ruin another's heart when you're so careful with your own?

I have since learned that it's possible to hurt another without meaning to. I'm afraid my carefulness would have little effect in this case.

In the end, isn't the intent that matters?

... You really are a masochist. Though that would imply you take pleasure in it.

Perhaps this is the consequence of living for so long that dealing with the pain of heartbreak becomes second nature.

Jing Yuan. I must be at least two centuries older than you. You're certainly still young to deal with heartbreak.

Dan Feng, since when did age become a factor in heartbreak?

There are those who believe true love is only felt once you reach your fifth century. That's when you will experience true heartbreak. You don't think it's true?

No, because what is true love anyway?
What are the parameters that define it? The criteria that make love "true"?

Doesn't the definition of true love lie with the person who experiences those emotions?