[ His hand lingers on Jin Ling's shoulder for a moment longer, before he withdraws it with a flourish of his sleeve, settling it instead into the much more comfortable position behind his back. He frowns, the corners of his mouth tugging downward in contemplation. Taking a decisive breath through his nose and then releasing it, he looks Jin Ling in the eye once more. ]
Surely some embarrassment is preferable over losing control of your faculties?
[ He doesn't like the phrase, "going feral." This world may be content to label them as monsters and strip any negative connotations to the word, but Jin Zixuan would prefer to keep hold of his humanity in whatever small ways he can. His humanity, and that of his son. Even though he can still sharply remember holding A-Ling's shaking, terrified canine form to his chest. ]
I understand that it is difficult for you to reach out to others, but I need you to try, A-Ling. For my sake, if not for your own.
[ he won't admit that the hand on his shoulder is comforting, so he doesn't protest when his father pulls away. somehow, he's still not used to all the physical touch from people, even if it started with his dajiu, who seems to have no reservations when it comes to people he treasures. ]
...I know that. [ it's mumbled, but he knows it's true. he doesn't want to go feral, doesn't want to lose his free will. it's just difficult to face the fact that it's a possibility. he doesn't want to ask his mother, when she already has two bonds, so he'll just have to suck it up and ask publicly, right? ]
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Date: 2020-11-07 01:24 am (UTC)Surely some embarrassment is preferable over losing control of your faculties?
[ He doesn't like the phrase, "going feral." This world may be content to label them as monsters and strip any negative connotations to the word, but Jin Zixuan would prefer to keep hold of his humanity in whatever small ways he can. His humanity, and that of his son. Even though he can still sharply remember holding A-Ling's shaking, terrified canine form to his chest. ]
I understand that it is difficult for you to reach out to others, but I need you to try, A-Ling. For my sake, if not for your own.
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Date: 2020-12-24 02:48 pm (UTC)...I know that. [ it's mumbled, but he knows it's true. he doesn't want to go feral, doesn't want to lose his free will. it's just difficult to face the fact that it's a possibility. he doesn't want to ask his mother, when she already has two bonds, so he'll just have to suck it up and ask publicly, right? ]
I'll try.