well, the first thing she does when he comes up to her is hit him. she just socks him right in the arm as hard as she can. violence! and then she steps back, and folds her arms.
she's a little antsy. she kind of wants to like, rest her hand on his arm or something but she's also still mad, so she doesn't yet.]
You do not get to complain that humans hate you when you tell them all that you murdered a child you didn't. [she says, and it's a touch sullen.] ... I'm glad you are still here.
Yes. It would have been. A fox getting eaten by a lion is pathetic.
[huff. she tucks her hair behind her ear.]
Come with me. [... a beat of hesitation, and then she offers a hand. she won't be offended if he doesn't take it, because he is who he is and she is who she is, but this is a learned behavior.]
Rang looks surprised at the gesture, but for all of his aversion towards touch -- Shenhe has never once surprised him badly. She's hurt him, yes, but like, that's a point in her favor? There is a look on his face where it's like he's not sure what to do,
but eventually he carefully places his hand in hers, raising an eyebrow,]
[she is maybe surprisingly gentle with her touch - her words are not, she's brisk and bossy. but the touch? she's not dragging him anywhere. she's just going to move, and if he lets go, he lets go.
sometimes you just want to take care of an immortal that bites back, ig.]
[...that is absolutely not what he was expecting to hear. as if the very act in of itself is foreign. he's been hassled by so many to heal himself or get healed, but not... this.
he follows along, his amusement at shenhe briskly and yet gently leading him along warring with his confusion that she's still bothering to do so in the first place. but maybe rang has learned to be .2% smarter, because he keeps that question locked in as he walks with her,]
You keep on surprising me.
[which isn't a bad thing, to someone who's had so little to be surprised about,]
[she's angry with him, a little, and she's still very sure that she can't quite trust him - but there's something in her that identifies with the way he's been treated. she thinks given long enough, she'd be like this too.
so. she leads him. the choices aren't great, but she can at least get him water, and something to eat, like she promised. the food trucks work - the park is big enough that she doesn't feel like she needs to climb the walls.
she lets go of him when they arrive, and hands him a bottle of water.]
Hm. I surprise myself, sometimes. [she says, looking back at the food truck.] Drink. You survived. Don't let it go to waste.
[rang takes the bottle, holds it loosely in his grasp for a moment. then he unscrews the cap and takes a drink, out of lack of knowing what to say, than wanting something to do.
it feels strange that his body can still be thirsty, even after all of that.]
This isn't my first time cheating death.
[they're all dead right now well he thinks shenhe knows what he'd means,]
Though I've been told that every chance has been wasted on me.
I was very close to telling you the same. You follow Death's heels like a dog. [she will get herself her own water.] Quit that. Earn death, if you want it so badly. Don't take credit for it as some sort of experiment.
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well, the first thing she does when he comes up to her is hit him. she just socks him right in the arm as hard as she can. violence! and then she steps back, and folds her arms.
she's a little antsy. she kind of wants to like, rest her hand on his arm or something but she's also still mad, so she doesn't yet.]
You do not get to complain that humans hate you when you tell them all that you murdered a child you didn't. [she says, and it's a touch sullen.] ... I'm glad you are still here.
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but something in him snaps into place at the gesture, and the ground feels a little more firm under his feet.]
...It would have been embarrassing to die like that. [he doesn't know what to say to the first part because
yeah
she's right?]
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[huff. she tucks her hair behind her ear.]
Come with me. [... a beat of hesitation, and then she offers a hand. she won't be offended if he doesn't take it, because he is who he is and she is who she is, but this is a learned behavior.]
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Rang looks surprised at the gesture, but for all of his aversion towards touch -- Shenhe has never once surprised him badly. She's hurt him, yes, but like, that's a point in her favor? There is a look on his face where it's like he's not sure what to do,
but eventually he carefully places his hand in hers, raising an eyebrow,]
Where are we going?
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[she is maybe surprisingly gentle with her touch - her words are not, she's brisk and bossy. but the touch? she's not dragging him anywhere. she's just going to move, and if he lets go, he lets go.
sometimes you just want to take care of an immortal that bites back, ig.]
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he follows along, his amusement at shenhe briskly and yet gently leading him along warring with his confusion that she's still bothering to do so in the first place. but maybe rang has learned to be .2% smarter, because he keeps that question locked in as he walks with her,]
You keep on surprising me.
[which isn't a bad thing, to someone who's had so little to be surprised about,]
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so. she leads him. the choices aren't great, but she can at least get him water, and something to eat, like she promised. the food trucks work - the park is big enough that she doesn't feel like she needs to climb the walls.
she lets go of him when they arrive, and hands him a bottle of water.]
Hm. I surprise myself, sometimes. [she says, looking back at the food truck.] Drink. You survived. Don't let it go to waste.
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it feels strange that his body can still be thirsty, even after all of that.]
This isn't my first time cheating death.
[they're all dead right now well he thinks shenhe knows what he'd means,]
Though I've been told that every chance has been wasted on me.
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I was very close to telling you the same. You follow Death's heels like a dog. [she will get herself her own water.] Quit that. Earn death, if you want it so badly. Don't take credit for it as some sort of experiment.
[great thanks good peptalk shenhe]
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You make me sound like I have a death wish.
[which he absolutely doesn't, obviously.]
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it takes him a moment to gather himself, shook]
...Are you teasing me?
[this must be................. friendship........]
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I am scolding you. [she says, but. yeah. a little of it is teasing.
it's a weird friendship, but that's really what she does best, so!]
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he just looks at her grumpily over his bottle of water,]
I'm older than you.
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This means nothing when you don't act your age. [uwu]
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I'm young for a fox.
[he's both old and young and that's the hill he's going to (not) die on]
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[but she's amused anyway, which is impressive considering she was just about to headbutt him a few minutes ago.]
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[rang says, because he always has to have a comeback, which doesn't help with how much of a child he seems.
or maybe it's that he just likes to argue with shenhe, in this moment, and pretend that nothing hasn't changed.]