Dan Heng, Dan Heng, oh perfect, lovely, Dan Heng.

Sure, time passed in a strang way deep in the maze of time, but it still felt like thousands of years had passed since you'd last seen your companion.

His hand took yours, and he pulled you out of the maze and wrapped you up in those arms that had denied your attempts at affection time and time again.

Not yet would you acknowledge the changes your dear friend had gone through, nor would you comment on his change in height, instead content to just be held in his warm, protective embrace. Really, just being near him felt like a barrier had been erected between you and anything that wished harm on you.

You remained in silence for a good while, suspended in midair for what felt like an eternity, before slowly drifting to the ground like leaves from a tree. Dan Heng broke the embrace, taking a step back.