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What is there to talk about? They're gone.

[Huaisang holds Xue Yang's gaze without flinching, not even trying to push him away or extricate himself any more. The people he most wanted to protect from Xue Yang are safely beyond his reach now, pieces guarded by their absence from the board. As for the rest, he is still appraising their true value and maneuverability in he case he has to play.

And of course, there's the question of whether Huaisang even still has it in him to keep playing in the first place.

However, he has no strong desire to push Xue Yang away either. Huaisang supposes his initial reason for getting involved in this still stands. Stealing his enemy's weapon away for his own might still be useful, even if as the months pass here, the harder it is to stay focused on taking down someone not even in the same world as him.

So Huaisang simply sighs and leans forward to kiss his 'captor', unusually soft and almost tender compared to their usual ones. He extricates and lifts his hands to cup Xue Yang's face in them, gently brushing his fingertips along his skin.]