Dan Heng isn't a traffic enforcer, but holy hell is he a master at giving mixed signals.

"Lean on me if you're tired." He murmurs, glancing at you as his shoulder brushes against your own whilst the two of you rode a starskiff in Luofu; the rest of the Astral Express crew talking amongst themselves.

You swallowed, declining - yet all you hear is a light sigh before a hand gently pushes your head to lie against him.

"Rest." He says. "I got you."