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[Huaisang's smile widens as his back hits the wall, offering no resistance as the vines start twining around his wrists and snaking up his arms. They tangle in his hair and coil around his waist and legs, threatening to overtake him just as they'd done the house. But still, Huaisang doesn't struggle or make any attempt to get away at all. He just leans into the vines' embrace, head tilting slightly as another vine starts to slither across his throat.]

I think they want to claim me.

[His tone's mock innocent, his eyes sharp and dark as he watches to see what Xue Yang does next.]