[ Jin Ling shrugs. It seemed common enough in Hell too so that doesn't exactly surprise him. When the other's questions hits the nail on the head his jaw locks a little and he looks away from him, arms crossing over his chest immediately. There's a brief falter in his expression, a deep sorrow before it's gone and he shrugs a shoulder, though not necessarily to stop the other from holding onto it. ]
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