[He smiles at that answer-- it doesn't look quite like usual. A little smaller, so one could be forgiven for thinking it's less genuine at first; despite being less blatant, though, it's warmer, reaches his eyes and softly creases the corners. There's nothing feigned or exaggerated about it. Something about being out here alone in a place like this just makes it easier.
He's taken with the sudden urge to test what feels almost like a sort of tension slowly forming between them. Huaisang does not say they still smell like Jiang Cheng-- he just steps close enough for him to be able to tell that's the case himself, mingled with a little bit of lake water smell because Huaisang's hair is still damp. It masks most of whatever Huaisang smelled like before. It's more or less just Yunmeng, now, both Jiang Cheng and the lake.]
Yes. More than comfortable enough-- or maybe that's just because it's dry?
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He's taken with the sudden urge to test what feels almost like a sort of tension slowly forming between them. Huaisang does not say they still smell like Jiang Cheng-- he just steps close enough for him to be able to tell that's the case himself, mingled with a little bit of lake water smell because Huaisang's hair is still damp. It masks most of whatever Huaisang smelled like before. It's more or less just Yunmeng, now, both Jiang Cheng and the lake.]
Yes. More than comfortable enough-- or maybe that's just because it's dry?
[A quiet laugh, there.]