Jingyi, who is exactly the kind of person who would fight gods on behalf of those he loves, will never relate. Details.

He lifts his eyebrows at the story, lips curling a touch at the corners. "Sounds scary when you weren't used to any of it. Ten, that's when you'd first been brought back through?"

Not that he really pause to force an answer out of Taiki either way.

"When did that change? When did his fire go from frightening to warm?"