[ The faltering doesn't go unnoticed. While she isn't beaming heart-shaped rainbows from her chest, or bursting into sprigs of flowers or sonnets -- she is exhibiting all the signs of a smitten introvert. One with very warped ideas of affection, autonomy and control. (He refuses to connect the bits of this puzzle to Yin's frequent behavior around him, and vice vera. They're teammates, friends -- keeping a close eye on each other is practical. That's all there is to it.) ]
[ Keeping his fingers curled on Yin's arm, he draws her resolutely forward. His voice is quiet when he asks, ] Has Pai contacted you? [ Because if Pai's hit by the curse, chances are she'll resort to the same obsessive watchfulness Yin employs. (And, frequently, Hei himself). ]
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[ Keeping his fingers curled on Yin's arm, he draws her resolutely forward. His voice is quiet when he asks, ] Has Pai contacted you? [ Because if Pai's hit by the curse, chances are she'll resort to the same obsessive watchfulness Yin employs. (And, frequently, Hei himself). ]