[Mingjue squeezes him into the hug, all of his other concerns irrelevant in the face of a trembling Huaisang. He remains steady against the storm of tears like a mountain weathering a tempest, able and willing to be the stability Huaisang needs in the moment.]
Ahha, whoops. /slides you a very short tag here, too. Tho now one might be done/almost done?
I will. I promise.
[Huaisang will know he's good for a promise.]
Take care of yourself.