[Dan Feng, clearly not to be outdone, manages to sit up - leaning heavily on Jing Yuan's good side - so he can kiss Jing Yuan right after. If he misses by an inch to kiss his chin well it's the thought that counts.]
If you're feeling well enough help me with him, Dan Heng.
[They both get their kisses returned, even if Dan Feng's was clumsy. Kissing his dragons is always a positive! Letting them fuss over him, on the other hand... Well. He already agreed to it, so he doesn't whine about it now.]
[Dan Feng stares at Dan Heng like he's been hit upside the head, and a look of something crosses his face. He makes the same face, usually, before he does something like biting or provoking someone.]
Go get the bandages. [So he can move and TAKE YOUR HEADPATS.] Go. Now.
[Though perhaps it's time to change teasing tactics. Jing Yuan stops scritching Dan Heng, and starts scritching Dan Feng instead. What was that about dignity?]
I am not jealous, [He says, jealously,] why would I bemmfgh--
[Dan Feng's eyes roll up to the heavens and he sort of crumples on Dan Heng, twitching like he can't decide whether to lean away or lean into that devilish hand.]
[It is a testament to his iron will (and his missing rib muscles) that Jing Yuan manages to only wheeze a shallow chuckle, rather than falling into raucous laughter. Once Dan Feng is down, Jing Yuan continues to scritch for a few seconds, and then stops and waits for the reaction.]
[Dan Feng makes a great impression of a betrayed cat at being dumped before sniffing haughtily and sitting up properly.]
Get the supplies, Heng'er. [He lists forward a little, but the hands that gently unwrap Jing Yuan's bandages are stable.] Ah. Did Sett tell either of you how exactly he came to be - hungry? He said something about being compelled.
He met a woman who was also a monster. When they made eye contact he saw a glimpse of her memories, and then fell under her control.
[As the bandages come off, Dan Feng can finally see the extent of the damage. That beast's great mouth had scraped along the left side of his ribs, removing a layer of skin and muscle but leaving the bones and everything between and below them entirely untouched. It's a substantial amount of flesh and blood lost, and the clear cause of his inability to draw a deep breath, but it's also an oddly delicate sort of bite. Not the loss of control that took that chunk from Dan Heng's arm, but a careful rending of flesh without causing a hair more damage than required to harvest it.]
This is clean. Sett tried his best; my injury is the same. [It feels odd to be trying to defend someone in Jing Yuan's presence. He curls his tail in Jing Yuan's lap, just for the contact, while snapping a finger and pointing to the antiseptic, for Dan Heng to hand to him.] Do not hold anything against him.
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If you're feeling well enough help me with him, Dan Heng.
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Are you well enough to dress wounds, Dan Feng?
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Hm. [His brows scrunch down as he clumsily bats at Jing Yuan.] Dan Heng can do it if he can follow my instructions.
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[It's Dan Heng's turn for headpats now. A shame Jing Yuan can't effectively use both hands right now.]
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But sure. I'll follow instructions.
[nuzzling into headpats tho.]
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Go get the bandages. [So he can move and TAKE YOUR HEADPATS.] Go. Now.
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There's no need to rush.
[The headpats continue. Of course.]
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luxuriates in petting a little longer. pointedly.]
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[Grumpy as he proceeds to. Sit on what he can of Dan Heng, drunkenly, twitching when his wounded tail takes on some pressure.]
You've slept in these bandages! We are not so poorly off, like on the frontlines, and there is no reason for you to stay in dirty ones.
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[He is now applying scritches behind Dan Heng's ear.]
But Bailu provided the initial treatment, so I'm certain I won't die in the next fifteen minutes.
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But soon. We won't let you stay in them for long.
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Are you a dog? Why are you letting him scratch at you like this? It's undignified.
[Clearly it's Dan Heng's fault for accepting scritches and not Jing Yuan's for giving them.]
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[Though perhaps it's time to change teasing tactics. Jing Yuan stops scritching Dan Heng, and starts scritching Dan Feng instead. What was that about dignity?]
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It's good. Don't be a brat just because you're jealous.
[they are AGREED.
but magnanimously permits the scritching to change targets.]
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[Dan Feng's eyes roll up to the heavens and he sort of crumples on Dan Heng, twitching like he can't decide whether to lean away or lean into that devilish hand.]
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Not jealous at all, hmm?
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Mmhmm?
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[He digs a pointy elbow into Dan Heng's ribs, before squinting at Jing Yuan.]
All right, enough. Bandages now, and then you sleep, because you are a stubborn brat.
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[a Classic Den Feng Doctor Voice!!]
Very well then. Who am I to flout an expert's advice?
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Right.
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[Dan Feng makes a great impression of a betrayed cat at being dumped before sniffing haughtily and sitting up properly.]
Get the supplies, Heng'er. [He lists forward a little, but the hands that gently unwrap Jing Yuan's bandages are stable.] Ah. Did Sett tell either of you how exactly he came to be - hungry? He said something about being compelled.
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[As the bandages come off, Dan Feng can finally see the extent of the damage. That beast's great mouth had scraped along the left side of his ribs, removing a layer of skin and muscle but leaving the bones and everything between and below them entirely untouched. It's a substantial amount of flesh and blood lost, and the clear cause of his inability to draw a deep breath, but it's also an oddly delicate sort of bite. Not the loss of control that took that chunk from Dan Heng's arm, but a careful rending of flesh without causing a hair more damage than required to harvest it.]
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