The man in bed laughed and then coughed for a moment. Catching his breath again, he closed his eyes and sighed.
"I do want to stay… Will it hurt?"
"I… do not know. This would be a first for me."
"…"
"I've only thought about it, Ah Shui. I don't know anyone who has done it," Ying Yue looked down from where he sat and twiddled his thumbs, "If I don't succeed, Ah Shui, your soul… it would tear and…"
Sheng Shui reached out and placed his hand on top of Ying Yue's hands and smiled at him.
"I trust you, Ah Yue. Do it now before he comes back."
He searched the seam master's face before nodding. Taking a deep breath, he placed his hands over the other blonde's body and exhaled. Concentration filled his face as he focused on the feel of the man's soul. He called to it, felt around it, before tugging.
