He's paying close attention, so he feels the change, and he dips his chin smile spreading slightly wider as he feels something within himself stretch and settle just that fraction more, feels the energies in his body thrum to a slightly deeper, richer chord. He gives himself a moment to feel the contours of his expanded, however minutely, self, then lifts his head and opens eyes he hadn't noticed shutting.
"Thank you," he murmurs again. "If... if you would place your hand on my shoulder." It feels less intrusive, less forward, than touching, just as he'd done with Zhao Yunlan the one time he'd shared this with him so long ago. "And close your eyes, if you don't mind?" It's not essential, but the woman he'd learned this gift from had said it made it easier on those she shared with.
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"Thank you," he murmurs again. "If... if you would place your hand on my shoulder." It feels less intrusive, less forward, than touching, just as he'd done with Zhao Yunlan the one time he'd shared this with him so long ago. "And close your eyes, if you don't mind?" It's not essential, but the woman he'd learned this gift from had said it made it easier on those she shared with.
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