Honeyed Pasture It’s a kind of amnesia

Immediately following her meeting with Astaroth, Ying went back to find Fengmian and enjoy the afternoon company. She had become quite fond of her old friend; while things were unlikely to turn out the way she'd hoped, she knew that he was someone she could depend on.

It was difficult to pull away from his company, but Mal's howl sounded like one she should answer. Ying called her response — Hang on! — and made her way in his direction, frowning lightly as she drew nearer. They still had some things to talk about, things that she didn't plan on letting go of anytime soon.