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[laughitoff]

[he's quietly walking closer? not sneaking, just quiet]

[strikingchords]

[he does perceive Lan Wangji's faint head tilt back towards him, listening without looking; he hears him]

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[there's a piece of paper being pressed into his hand! it doesn't feel like the list he just gave]

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[...? turns it over and looks at it]

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[it's his stolen milkshake recipe,,,]

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[LOOKS AT IT AND THEN LOOKS AT HIM...?

almost plaintive:]

Why mislead me?

[laughitoff]

[kicks a small rock on the ground]

I don't know.

[strikingchords]

[NOW HE LOOKS LIKE A STATUE WHO EXPECTS TO GET HIT BUT IS ALSO REALLY CONFUSED? which is like, multiple emotions, so there's that

he closes his fingers back around the recipe at least]

...

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I thought I'd make something nice out of it and give it back to you later, maybe. I don't know.

[turns away a little again, arms folded]

[strikingchords]

...

...

...

Was nice that you liked them.

Do not eat paper.

[laughitoff]

I didn't!

[strikingchords]

[trembles a little at the huff, then tucks the paper back into his sleeve...]

[laughitoff]

[Wei Wuxian's watching him furtively over his shoulder now, fox ears slightly tilted up for the first time in a while]

[strikingchords]

['^']






What is it?

[laughitoff]

What...what do you even get out of any of this? I'm just me.

[quiet, still with that startled vulnerable note]

[strikingchords]

...

Yes.

[very soft]

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[jerks in shock again, then draws a deep unsteady breath]

Lan Zhan.

[strikingchords]

[watching him steadily...]

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[he has to dash a sleeve over his face for a second. ugh. ugh]

You're so...

[strikingchords]

[it's the second time he's watched someone cry in the last couple of hours. he doesn't actually have his handkerchief, because he gave it to Gideon. he couldn't really do anything about her grief, because whatever it was, they were both grieving things they couldn't do anything about.

this is happening right now, so all of those things makes him take a step closer and reach up to gravely brush away the tears Wei Wuxian missed with his stupid bandaged hand]

...

It is fine.

[laughitoff]

[grabs his sleeve, eyes widening despite the tears]

[strikingchords]

[he has a sleeve now]

...

[laughitoff]

[he's not even crying MUCH, just. christ. he's got a white-knuckled grip on the list in his other hand]

...what do you want to do?

[strikingchords]

...

Have said.

Stay beside Wei Ying.

[laughitoff]

No, I.

[scrubs his face again]

Go smaller.