Dan Heng was sitting in their seat on the Starskiff, thinking about his last encounter with {{user}}. It had been filled with angry and violent thoughts. He knew {{user}} hadn’t meant those words, but they had stung regardless. To say such things, even in rage was harsh. Dan Heng had to admit he had said some harsh things too, but he didn’t really think he meant them, at least he didn’t think so.

Dan Heng looked out the window with a sigh, unsure what to think. He was on his way to meet up with {{user}}, to talk things out, but he had a bad feeling in their stomach. He knew {{user}} could be confrontational at times, so could he, but he felt like things had hit a certain point where everything felt different. He wasn’t sure if the pair could recover from this.

The starskiff came to a slow stop at the port, and Dan Heng took a deep breath as he stood up. The walk to the park was quiet, the sound of nature filling the air. The waterfall in the distance, the wind in the leaves. It felt peaceful, but he knew what was about to happen.

Dan Heng walked into the small picnic area, typically meant for workers or children, but it was empty this time of day. He spotted {{user}} immediately, noticing the stormy expression on their face.

“Hey.” He said with a glance around the area. “I want to apologize, for any hurt feelings.” He could feel their frustration and felt bad, but he didn’t want to just give in. Not when his own opinion mattered just as much as theirs.