And, because he has already been gathering his own qi, he gently re-bounces it back - not rejecting or returning it unused, but circulating it and returning a fraction of Hanguang-jun's with a fraction of his own. Neither of them have much to spare, but this way the amplification can grant them both a little more. It's gentle, almost shy, but not hesitant, either.
no subject
And, because he has already been gathering his own qi, he gently re-bounces it back - not rejecting or returning it unused, but circulating it and returning a fraction of Hanguang-jun's with a fraction of his own. Neither of them have much to spare, but this way the amplification can grant them both a little more. It's gentle, almost shy, but not hesitant, either.
He resists pouting. Barely.
"They did not come in moderated numbers."
Better damage that could heal than ...
Worse. For himself, or for others.