"Come on, runt, stop running around and clean yourself up. Ugh, you look like someone poured tar over you." Eren gestured toward Nansich, who was bouncing around like a whirlwind.
Nansich touched his black hair, sticky with Grayling ichor. "Why do they bleed black… because they have a black soul," he mumbled as he dashed toward them.
"How could I know," Eren muttered, pulling Nansich by the shoulders to steady him.
Varon subtly pulled his lover's hand away again.
"Jealous guy. His hand isn't going to melt when he touches me," Nansich whispered, a hint of jealousy in his tone.
Varon shot him a flat look, then simply hugged his lover's waist and walked off.
"Seriously, this couple infuriates me," Jian muttered, shaking his head. To his dismay, his friend was blushing as he spoke softly to Xing Yu. "I feel a bit lonely now."
"Join the gang," Li Wang said, stepping up and handing him a water bottle.
