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[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.

...

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?]

[laughitoff]

...Shijie doesn't usually scold people...?

[strikingchords]

Hm.

Perhaps, she expressed concern.

[laughitoff]

...ah, yeah. I guess that's my fault.

[strikingchords]

Fault?

[there's a subtle dryness in his tone; is he amused? scritches behind his ears peacefully]

[laughitoff]

I talked to her about…things…

[shivers pleasantly, a little distracted]

[strikingchords]

[he has better nails for this than he did before he was a dragon. I am just pointing this out, as an objective truth.]

Mm.

No blame to lay.