[ Hei's never liked parties, with their particular synthesis of noise and boredom. While Pavel accepts his gift, he glances around the area -- a 180 degree visual sweep. Drunken singing and laughter, dancing shapes and merry conversation. Nothing suspicious. After a beat, he settles an arm's length away from Pavel, cross-legged and neutral-faced, with such a non-air about him that it's not about looking casual, more like absence. He doesn't feel like part of this crowd -- so festive and frivolous -- and as seamlessly as 'Li' blends into the surroundings, still he never goes out of his way to talk to many people. (How can he, when it's these moments when he feels so much more like BK201 than he does like 'Li' or Hei, and the last thing he wants is company. It's not always easy to slip normalcy on like a puddle of clothes left on the floor, but just because it's hard doesn't mean evading everything and everyone does him any favors. ]
[ If he wants Pai to start making connections -- however tenuous or temporary -- Hei needs to start making an effort himself. ]
[ At Pavel's question, he tips a shoulder, not indifferent so much as mildly, expressionlessly amused. ] For your sake, I hope not. [ There are some dreams so wretched it's safer to dismiss them as impossible. The alternative guarantees madness. ]
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[ If he wants Pai to start making connections -- however tenuous or temporary -- Hei needs to start making an effort himself. ]
[ At Pavel's question, he tips a shoulder, not indifferent so much as mildly, expressionlessly amused. ] For your sake, I hope not. [ There are some dreams so wretched it's safer to dismiss them as impossible. The alternative guarantees madness. ]