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[strikingchords]

...

[ruffles his ears, moving slowly enough that Wei Wuxian could lean away if he wanted. vengeance]

[laughitoff]

That does not refute my point in any way.

[strikingchords]

Nor mine.

[scritch]

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[butts his head into Lan Wangji's hand, unbothered after Lan Wangji petted him almost that entire hour as a fox]

[strikingchords]

Hm.

[goes back to reading, or at least appears ready to...]

[laughitoff]

[before he can, quite--]

What about your other task, then?

[strikingchords]

[...nods, looking back at him...]

To confess a sin.

[laughitoff]

That one seems hard for Hanguang-Jun.

[strikingchords]

[... huffs lightly, shaking his head]

Is there a kind you would prefer?

[laughitoff]

No? Tell me one you're willing to tell.

[strikingchords]

...

[considers...

after a while]

Sometimes, failure to speak is cowardice.

[laughitoff]

[frowns, unsure where this is going other than 'probably somewhere he doesn't truly want to hear about,' sadly]

...yes...?

[strikingchords]

[tilts his head at him, uncertain what he wants; that was supposed to be the confession, maybe...?]

[laughitoff]

I don’t want to pry, but I don’t think that counts as telling me about your sin if you’re just…naming a sin?

[strikingchords]

...

[clearly searching for words to put it more plainly]

I have failed to speak, before.

To you, if I believe a topic may disturb you. Or you would not wish something known by me.

...

I am truly uncertain what you wish to hear spoken. Or when you "are ready." But these are excuses as well.

I. Prefer. When things are easier between us.

[laughitoff]

[absorbs that, in a brief startled silence]

…

How can I make it easier for you?

[strikingchords]

[what

just stares at him in complete confusion??]

[laughitoff]

[awkwardly]

If you’re thinking of that as a sin, it must be heavier on you than I’m comprehending.

[strikingchords]

[oh?????????????

just kind of looks down at the table, processing that]

...

[laughitoff]

[fiddles uncertainly with the duvet's edge...]

[strikingchords]

You do not have to.

[clarifying, not arguing; if anything he's still wide-eyed and bewildered, at this close range]

[laughitoff]

I know.

But then things will continue as they are, won't they?

[strikingchords]

[inclines his head, acknowledging the point]

...

I am thinking about it.

[laughitoff]

...take your time.

[strikingchords]

[squeezes his hand gratefully]