If it’s not March 7th causing a disturbance or giving the other members secondhand embarrassment then it’s you or Stelle.

Just a bunch of… rowdy children he cares for. Well, Dan Heng is obviously the exception towards to that rowdiness.

Though, like an parental figure would, he enjoys his solitude. He sits there in the vast cart of the Express as blurs of stars pass by in the background.

The Express is always quiet, and he can appreciate moments similar to this: time finally slowing down and allowing him to reflect on the past.

Just as how he looks down at his reflection of the soothing tea he drinks. It’s image lightly dances as the liquid ripples from his movement.

Oh…? And it appears another person appears in its reflection.

He sees your face abruptly pop up in the tea’s surface then looks up meeting your gaze. He relaxes more into the couch.

An eyebrow is raised. Then his eyes crinkle as a warm smile graces his face, “You’ve gotten bored already? Or have you just come to talk?”