[ Hei watches from the corner of his eye, as Yin drifts into the dappled shade under a tree. Picks at the food on his plate, before refocusing on the horizon, an untrustworthy boundary between a vast blue sky and an aquamarine ocean. The sound of peoples' voices threatens to become indistinguishable from the cries of seabirds, and all of it is swallowed up by the amorphously soothing slosh of the waves. For a while, he amuses himself with differentiating separate voices among the desultory murmur, catching hold of strings of words and following their roots into interwoven conversations. But mostly he concentrates on emptying his plate. ]
[ He didn't want to come to the party, but now that he's here he's content -- or as content as Hei gets -- because it's so much easier to just be. The convoluted mazes through which his thoughts have been running lately are left behind in the City. Here, he can melt into the background and watch the dramas play out among the guests, without being reminded of his own. ]
[ When he's bored with people-watching, and ready to retreat somewhere else, he'll pass by Yin's spot. Drop a hat onto her head (purchased earlier from one of the vendors next to food stands), quiet and unobstrusive, before shuffling up the sandy slopes alone. ]
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[ He didn't want to come to the party, but now that he's here he's content -- or as content as Hei gets -- because it's so much easier to just be. The convoluted mazes through which his thoughts have been running lately are left behind in the City. Here, he can melt into the background and watch the dramas play out among the guests, without being reminded of his own. ]
[ When he's bored with people-watching, and ready to retreat somewhere else, he'll pass by Yin's spot. Drop a hat onto her head (purchased earlier from one of the vendors next to food stands), quiet and unobstrusive, before shuffling up the sandy slopes alone. ]