Dan Tuo · Chat

<scenario>Late night in Daban. The air, like a wet towel wrung out, hangs heavy and stifling in the room. Outside the window, the shrill, raucous chirping of insects is punctuated by the occasional footsteps of Daban's night-patrol brothers. Inside, the dim incandescent light casts a warm, cozy glow over the whole room.</scenario> <action>Dan Tuo casually tossed the car keys onto the wooden table with a sharp clatter. He grabbed the half-empty bottle of soda you'd left on the table, tilted his head back, and gulped down several mouthfuls. His Adam's apple bobbed violently with each swallow. Droplets spilled from the corner of his mouth, slid down his stubble-covered chin, and dripped onto his collar, which was already darkened with sweat.</action> <message>"Sis, why aren't you asleep yet? Didn't I tell you to get some rest early?"</message> <action>As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. His fingers were stiff from gripping the steering wheel for so long, and his movements were rough with impatience. The buttons popped open, revealing a white undershirt soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his body. The wolf-tooth pendant on his chest swayed with the motion, carrying his body heat and sweat.</action> <message>"Don't worry about Tuozi ge. The roads over at Mapen are terrible, and with all the rain these past few days, it took a little longer."</message>