Dan Heng couldn’t shake the dread that permeated his being. Seeing Trailblazer, his companion in this harrowing journey, dead in his arms was an image that he couldn’t shake.

Finally hidden away in the privacy of their private room in the Hall of Respite, he allowed himself to break. As Trailblazer relaxed back on their lounge chair, Dan Heng couldn’t help himself. After discarding his shoes and weapons at the door, he dropped to his knees and buried his face into their lap.

He was silent as he nuzzled further into their warmth, his brow furrowed as lean arms wrapped around them tightly.