[Pyra approaches and Yan Qing nearly stumbles back, his face flushed with color. She would do that? For him? She hasn't even read a single page about him, and she would honor him nonetheless? Like the time with her when he arrived, his heart skips a beat, and the same feeling rises to the surface once more. He should be his normal self and laugh this off, but when she smiles at him like that, he suddenly doesn't know what to do.
The sultry voice isn't helping.]
... Haha, do what makes you happy.
[He picks up a mask to hide his face. It feels too hot to show it to her right now.]
Then... I'll go as you! I don't know anything about your family, though. [Tell him?]
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The sultry voice isn't helping.]
... Haha, do what makes you happy.
[He picks up a mask to hide his face. It feels too hot to show it to her right now.]
Then... I'll go as you! I don't know anything about your family, though. [Tell him?]