[Though he might have asked for a better ending. He takes a breath and starts along the route they were walking earlier, if a little bit slower. It... suits, as a name.]
[It would be nicer if he had any hope of holding it again. Yuan subsides, tilting his head back to observe the sky. He can almost pretend he isn't guarded, like that.]
no subject
[A dry deadpan before Yuan recalls himself.]
...No, no objection.
[Though he might have asked for a better ending. He takes a breath and starts along the route they were walking earlier, if a little bit slower. It... suits, as a name.]
[It would be nicer if he had any hope of holding it again. Yuan subsides, tilting his head back to observe the sky. He can almost pretend he isn't guarded, like that.]