[ Hand taken in his brother's, Dan Heng is all but dragged out of the apartment and back out toward the parking lot. His brother has a driver ready to take his car, leaving him forced to hand over the keys, cheeks burning red. It's as if Dan Feng is determined to make sure he gets home—

The younger brother wonders, mutinously, if he intends to lock him up there, like some princess in a faerie tale or other immersia.

But he doesn't say anything, not until they're in Dan Feng's car, answering silence with silence until the door shuts behind his older brother, until the engine starts with a low hum. ]

You weren't there to see his face, gege. [ His voice is quiet, but his tone is decisive. Sure. ] He was horrified. It hadn't crossed his mind at all. And I... as much as you're hoping I'm not pregnant, I'm hoping that even more, but...

[ He frowns. How is he meant to word this? ]

That shock tells me he wasn't just being careless. It was more that.. it's like he didn't think about it because he still saw me as man, despite all the physical evidence to the contrary.

[ He looks up at his brother with a small, tentative smile. ]

And if that's true, it makes me happy.