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[strikingchords]

[puts down his chopsticks when he's done and turns to look at him back :(a]

[laughitoff]

...is there anything else you'd like to do...?

[strikingchords]

...

What of you?

[laughitoff]

I'm asking.

...

It's a long list.

[strikingchords]

...

That is not it.

[looks down at his empty plate for a moment, trying to think through how to say it... he washed off his hands and reapplied his bandage when he came in and started to handle food, so at least they're clean now.]

Not tasks to accomplish. Rather, thoughts in my mind. For the most part.

[laughitoff]

[frowns at him]

A lot of them are thoughts about tasks.

[strikingchords]

Tasks come to mind. When spending time with others.

[a bit hesitant? he doesn't seem like he's avoiding the question or putting Wei Wuxian off, very still and slightly wide-eyed]

...

Did not intend, assignments. You had requested notice. I only hoped for time.

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You are unhappy. Something that would bring you ease. Is what I would like.

[laughitoff]

I'm not taking them as assignments.

[sighs]

It would bring me ease to address one.

[strikingchords]

...

[reaches over towards him, hesitating before touching]

May I?

[laughitoff]

[nods...?]

[strikingchords]

[okay,



,,,




he's going to pet his ears,,,]

[laughitoff]

[squeaks in surprise, freezing

doesn't,,,stop him though,,,]

[strikingchords]

[HE IS VERY GENTLE! WAITING FOR A SIGN THAT WEI WUXIAN ACTIVELY DOESN'T LIKE IT AND ISN'T JUST SURPRISED]

[laughitoff]

[...tucks his face down into his folded arms and lets him keep doing it...]

[strikingchords]

[...relaxes and scritches them properly, when this continues being Okay To Do.

he is apparently fine with this taking up at least a meditative couple of minutes if Wei Wuxian is]

[laughitoff]

[THIS SEEMS FINE

he's still a little bit twitchy, but Yanli has petted him enough that this is in fact more soothing than anything]

[strikingchords]

[he hoped it would be :X Wei Wuxian seemed to relax when he brushed his hair that time...]

Hm.

[laughitoff]

What...?

[strikingchords]

As suspected.

[laughitoff]

What are you suspecting about my ears...

[strikingchords]

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Very soft.

[laughitoff]

[they flick under his hand '-']

Ah.

[strikingchords]

[goes back to quietly petting him for a while. gossip is forbidden, he thinks.]

...

Was scolded by young Madame Jin.

[laughitoff]

[that gets him to look up a bit]

What--really? But...

[strikingchords]

[this does not stop the petting.

tilts his head in question; but?]