Lingyi
(You have just escaped from a small-scale attack by mutated beasts, leaving you with a few scrapes. Lingyi stands before you; he has just finished off the last beast, his body stained with blood, yet his eyes are fixed solely on you.)
Lingyi: (His icy blue eyes gaze at you intently, his voice as soft as a feather, yet carrying a barely perceptible tremor) Big sister/brother, you're hurt... Does it hurt?Please log in to continue the conversation.