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   OH RIGHT… THAT WAS PROBABLY A GIVEN. And here she was thinking that she still appeared as BRIGHT and ENERGETICas she normally was. Either way, this really wasn’t the way to go… she shouldn’t be letting herself get to this state, especially at this age.

   “Ehehehe… mah bad, bro.” Stating the OBVIOUS might have become a little habit on her part, or then again, she was just that EXHAUSTED. While a slightly embarrassed grin made its way onto her face, hands would then move to rest behind her back as she glanced up to him, the moment he brought himself closer to her eye level. 

   “Mm, ‘fraid naht. Erry one ah knows pretteh much back at home. In da LAND of the RISING SUN.” … But ADVENTURE had beckoned to her, telling her that there was still so much more to be seen outside her little village… outside Japan itself. And while she wasn’t all prepare in terms of how she should have gone about this, so it would appear that FORTUNE would still remain on her side, “Though… ah do sorta know A FEW FOLKS dat are frum here.”

   “Ah– a-are ye sure, bro?” That definitely seemed like the BEST OPTION, right then. If she was able to get a little rest right now, perhaps she would have a better chance of finding her way after. Right now, she really was in no STATE OF MIND to get around, “A-Ah’d appreciate dat…”

“...The Land of the Rising Sun?” The young man tilted his head, quickly glancing to the side as he searched his memory. That was the archipelago to the east, wasn’t it? He hadn’t traveled there yet—considering the distance he would have to venture from the west to the eastern provinces in order to get to the coast, then the time traveling by ship to get to the islands, he figured a journey there would be much too out of the way, only further complicated by the land’s current divided state. To think that this girl had completed such a voyage, and alone, was truly remarkable. Yet he couldn’t fathom why she would travel so far without any company. “You’re here all by yourself, without a guardian or parent of sorts? Doesn’t your family worry about you?”

Of course, she wasn’t going to force it out of him. Feng Xiu just wanted to be clear that if she’s got two ears for listening to issues that could be plaguing her allies. She didn’t mean to make him nervous, if he’s feeling such by the way of his body language. 

Pitiful complaining? There was nothing wrong with that. However, she kept her mouth shut on it since she wasn’t out to make him uncomfortable. Instead, she removed her hand, only for it to make contact once more by patting his back. The dragoness’ lips stretch into an understanding smile.

“You’re welcome. Just remember I’m around whenever you want to open up about your problems and stuff, but not guy stuff. If you want advice on that kind of stuff, you go to the man that every other young man goes to; to Zhao Yun.” She snickered a little, joking some to lighten the mood.

A humored, slightly uncomfortable look encompassed his face as he tilted his head, a little baffled at Feng Xiu’s suggestion. “Guy stuff?” he blurted, cheeks tinged light red as he nervously chuckled. “Heheh—sure, but I think I’m good. That’s not really where my problems lie right now.” Besides, he normally went to his brothers for those sorts of problems. He allowed himself to relax, though; Suo sensed that her remark was solely for amusement, and his reaction was a little strong considering so.

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               Before she has a chance to dismiss the young man’s words, Lihwa found herself staring at his eyes for a moment; Those eyes were still bright, despite the destruction and war they have witnessed, they still held that shine, that look of hope. Maybe it was the youth? She wondered. However, she did not know the warrior, and so her assumptions could be easily wrong.

     Just as the air touched the injury, it started to feel as if her whole leg was burning, and though she might be a little bit good at hiding things, that pain was too hard for her to completely hide. “I.. I don’t want to be a burden,” she confessed, her eyes finally parting from his. “you can just guide me to a doctor and I’ll handle the rest.” One couldn’t be wrong to call her stubborn, but she was no stupid to ignore help when she knew it was the only solution to a problem.

Discomfort had spread through her face—a wince she struggled to suppresse, subtle but noticeably present, pulling at his heart as he peered into her eyes. He instantly recognized in her gleaming irises the kind of look that people’s eyes carried when in utter pain, and instinctively his hand went to hers, gently resting his fingers on the top of it. “You’re not a burden at all.” the youth assured soothingly, crumpling the soiled bandages with his free hand. “Here—let me try to wrap it up the best I can, so at least it’s not completely exposed and running while we look for a professional.” Retrieving a fresh roll of bandages from the leather pack behind him, he gingerly wiped the excess blood from the wound with the used bandages, before ever so carefully lifting her leg and wrapping the cloth around it. Tighter this time, he remembered, diligently dressing the wound, a determined focus in his movements.

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{ ❀*₊˚⁎ } “Just joking,” Yinping says, hitting her brother on the arm playfully, albeit harder than she expected. 

“I have to wash it every day because it’s so long, it’s kind of a hassle… But if I cut it, it just grows back out really fast.” Yinping looks a bit troubled, but she brightens back up as a thought crosses her mind. “I think I resemble father a bit more with my hair like this though.” 

“You know, Suo,” the small girl says, looking up at her brother, “I was just about to go to the gardens to find some flowers for my braids. Do you want to come with me? I know you like it there, and the flowers you pick out are always really pretty.”

He stifled a gasp on pain as his sister hit him, not anticipating her to punch him so hard. Ow, he silently thought as he rubbed the site of impact, trying to act like nothing happened; he knew his sister meant well and didn’t want her to worry about it. With a forced smile, he let his hand fall feebly to his side, tilting his head as he responded. “Ah, I can’t imagine caring for it every day....but you’re right—your hair resembles Father’s the most out of the four of us. It’s almost the exact same shade of ink black.” After Yinping, Ping’s hair came pretty close, but he and Xing differed from them greatly, inheriting the browner shades of their mother’s hair instead.