[ Foreheads pressing against one another is a very Miqo'te thing. G'raha has slipped into the habit more often here than he ever has in the past. Thus it doesn't really occur to him that there might be more to it. However, the thumbs on his cheeks. The deep breathing, the grounding process that was happening before him... G'raha is starting to think that perhaps he had been misreading Daqiang's intentions for a while.

What is happening here? G'raha is looking at Daqiang with concern, because it feels like the man is giving in far too easily. The stubbornness that he is accustomed to is turning into something resigned. But what is it that Daqiang is resigning himself to?

His ears fold back and then lift. G'raha repeats the motion several times, as if trying to understand what point Daqiang is driving at. ]

That... That goes back to what your intentions are by the claim. To Zack, it felt as though your approach exceeded platonic or a concerned companion.

[ But his fingers curl into fabric even further. ]

Daqiang, talk to me. Please.