      “ Ssh, ssshhhh, ”   --- Fingers wave lazily before him, grasping at the air mere centimeters from the other’s lips disregarding his previously slow stream of nervous ( relevant, though the nation would never admit that to his face ) questions and coinciding with the childish actions, takes a heavy gulp from the thermos in his hands. Its contents are unknown, only that it’s been helping him endure the Hive’s nuances. Straightening his back with a groan, Yao mumbles a few curses, relaxing with a hand thrown over the other’s shoulders.   “ You need to learn how to relax sometimes; I’m surprised that your tendons haven’t torn yet with how tense you constantly are. Yingguo? England? Arthur? Mm, it’s hard figuring out what to call you outside of professional conferences. ”
   // @teapirating liked for a starter !!
