[It's funny, how teleporting always throws him off balance, but turning back from a weapon into a human being doesn't disorient him at all anymore. He's getting too used to this afterlife, he thinks, and can't help smiling despite the pain in his back as he reaches out to take his jacket back from Shen Wei.]
The cut's not too bad, but yeah. Let's.
[His shirt's ripped up, though; he can feel cool air on the burning blighted scratches beneath it, so he leaves his jacket over his arm for now.
And catches up Shen Wei's hand, brushing his thumb over the blighted spot--
-- ah, whoops, now he's got a streak of blight on his thumb; he always forgets how fucking contagious that shit is. It's fine, they're about to wash it off anyway.]
Lead on.
[Gods need to be touching to teleport others, and that's definitely the reason Yunlan's capturing his hand. Also because he plans to kiss it the moment they're washed up, but there's no need to give that away so fast.]
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The cut's not too bad, but yeah. Let's.
[His shirt's ripped up, though; he can feel cool air on the burning blighted scratches beneath it, so he leaves his jacket over his arm for now.
And catches up Shen Wei's hand, brushing his thumb over the blighted spot--
-- ah, whoops, now he's got a streak of blight on his thumb; he always forgets how fucking contagious that shit is. It's fine, they're about to wash it off anyway.]
Lead on.
[Gods need to be touching to teleport others, and that's definitely the reason Yunlan's capturing his hand. Also because he plans to kiss it the moment they're washed up, but there's no need to give that away so fast.]