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Just for the hell of it...

Answer this.

What would you do if you suddenly woke up a decade older?

[He is keeping to himself, hiding up a tree while he...adjusts. The passage of time doesn't matter - like he cares if he is seventeen or twenty-seven - but what happened in that decade...

That rattles him. Amazes him. Confounds him.]

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[She is too nice to him. He's not sure what to do with it.]

In a tree. Ying is trying to climb the trunk.

[Just accept it like you did with Xingchen's kindness.]

In a tree with Ying at the trunk. Don't move.

[But he didn't deserve that either! Or...their marriage.]

Are those orders?

[Yes he does deserve either! And especially their marriage!]

No, it's a request. I.... I have no right to give such things out.

[Murderers deserve to die in the mud. Then again, he had done that too.]

Bullshit. You can order me. Whether I listen or not is the question.

[But they also deserve second and third chances.]

Xue Yang... You know...

[A long sigh.]

I will carry Ying to you.

[And okay, she is in the trees and trying to find either his or Ying's scent.]

[If he deserves them, everyone does.]

She'd appreciate it.

[The poor girl is beside herself, wailing and barking. But he can't move. His memories have pinned him down.]

[Yes! Exactly her point!]

I am sure she would.

[And those noises help her find them, a worried look was on her face before landing briefly to pick up Yong and then flying upwards to the branch that he was on.]

Xue Yang?

[And release the familiar!]

[Ying wiggles into her arms immediately, frowning. Xue Yang is pressed unnaturally against the trunk, every muscle in his body rigid. He also isn't wearing a cloak.]

...you found me.

[Ying springs at him, snuggling against his chest to keep him warm.]

[She got you Ying, time to take you to your child/master. She blinks at the way he reacted to her and it... It hurts.]

Of course I did... Why wouldn't I?

[But now she moved closer to try and hold his face in her hands, examining him closely and carefully.

Please ignore her eyes welling up.]

[Child is probably more fitting than Master at this point, though he is a decade older. And his tension has little to do with her.]

I don't know. [So much has happened. So much has changed and, somewhere, in the middle of it all, are his memories of her.]

Why are you crying? [He feels...bad.]

[Yes, very much so a child and the raccoon dog has her hands full.]

You are my friend and someone precious to me.

[And yeah now that he pointed out the tears she was going to let them fall.]

Because... You said that you died....

[Ying licks at Xue Yang's hands and face, whimpering.]

...precious? [He blinks at her reason for...grief? Swallowing with difficulty, he drags her into his arms.]

Enough of that. I'm not worth it.

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