Something within Anduin twists in response to the sudden desperation that fills Dong-Yun, and he squeezes his hand where he has left it resting on the other man's arm.
"No, no, I will not," he says, softly. "But my friend -- this is a heavy secret to keep to yourself. If not your family nor your master, is there no one you trust to share this with?"
Suppose they were to target this young man again? Will he truly ever be safe here again? The thought troubles Anduin more than he can say.
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Something within Anduin twists in response to the sudden desperation that fills Dong-Yun, and he squeezes his hand where he has left it resting on the other man's arm.
"No, no, I will not," he says, softly. "But my friend -- this is a heavy secret to keep to yourself. If not your family nor your master, is there no one you trust to share this with?"
Suppose they were to target this young man again? Will he truly ever be safe here again? The thought troubles Anduin more than he can say.