[kidding aside, wei wuxian understands that separation can't be a wonderful feeling, and-- well, he worries. lan sizhui has been good to him, especially considering that they're an entire generation apart in terms of where they fall in their original timelines. wei wuxian would do anything for the young man.]
But maybe inside is better. There is a room Hanguang-jun has assigned as a guest room, and one that is always available for Zewu-jun, either of those should be good, right? Private, so nobody else would get upset.
give me about half an incense stick's time to get there.
[he looks for something... not mild, per se, but gentle, a lightly-flavored drink that would keep their wits with them while still loosening whatever has tied up their hearts. something sweetish, perhaps. for good measure wei wuxian takes what few finger foods he has left, rolled up dried fruit that are salty-sour. not the most ideal, but it'll do.
wei wuxian doesn't announce himself upon arriving, not loudly at least. a quick text, i'm at the front, and he waits to be let in.]
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let me come to you, sizhui.
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[kidding aside, wei wuxian understands that separation can't be a wonderful feeling, and-- well, he worries. lan sizhui has been good to him, especially considering that they're an entire generation apart in terms of where they fall in their original timelines. wei wuxian would do anything for the young man.]
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I've
Not really done this before.
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it's not the most ideal, but everything's worth a shot at least once, don't you think?
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We could be inside, too, if you'd rather?
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But maybe inside is better. There is a room Hanguang-jun has assigned as a guest room, and one that is always available for Zewu-jun, either of those should be good, right? Private, so nobody else would get upset.
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we'll pace things, alright? let's not get you in too much trouble.
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He'd probably be a little disappointed in me. That's why... not where he would easily learn.
But yes, that would be appreciated.
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[he looks for something... not mild, per se, but gentle, a lightly-flavored drink that would keep their wits with them while still loosening whatever has tied up their hearts. something sweetish, perhaps. for good measure wei wuxian takes what few finger foods he has left, rolled up dried fruit that are salty-sour. not the most ideal, but it'll do.
wei wuxian doesn't announce himself upon arriving, not loudly at least. a quick text, i'm at the front, and he waits to be let in.]