Mo Yinan cries.
He doesn't usually cry but this time he truly has no means to hold back, his emotions an utter deluge as he empties them against Damien's larger body.
Damien hugs him, feeling helpless. Though he tries to find words to conjure, his life, while long compared to a human's, is utterly incomparable to a Cosmic God's.
There's a part of Damien that understands that he too is a Cosmic God, or at least a fraction of one. But his understanding and grasp of the larger picture are woefully limited. There's no true comfort that he can offer his love, at least not outside the bounds of the present.
Helplessly, he wraps his arms around Mo Yinan, attempting to share his warmth. Gently, he presses kisses into Mo Yinan's head, hoping to share his affection.
