Eastbound Contact

[weifinder]

Wei Wuxian
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[silverneedles]

[ A sharp nod, and then she has to look away from him. ] You should— we should tell him.

[weifinder]

I know, I just... in Sa-Hareth? We were living in a run down farm. Right now, we're on a haunted road traveling with a ghost army, being attacked by tar-bird creatures and with walls kidnapping people to tombs we have yet to unlock... I was hoping Taravast would be more stable. Less survival, like this.

[silverneedles]

Is there ever a good time to tell anyone such news? [ They don't know what's waiting for them in Taravast. ] Tell him, eventually.

[weifinder]

I will. I promise.

[silverneedles]

Thank you. [ She finishes off the last of her wine, although she doesn't hold it out for a refill. ] For telling me about Wen Ning.

[weifinder]

... You're welcome. You'd be proud of the man he became. I'm... so sorry, so incredibly sorry, you didn't get the chance to witness that yourself.

( It takes a lot not to just see about downing the rest of the wine himself. Only trying Better, thinking on how he can't spend each night in semi-drunk reverie, keeps him from downing it now. )

[silverneedles]

I made that choice. It....

[ Well, it wasn't the best choice, but there had been no other path she could see then. ] I'm glad you were able to see him. And that a-Yuan knows him now.

[weifinder]

( She'd also believed that the righteous world would hold anything righteous within it. Justice, instead, failed to exist. It wasn't convenient for the ones early in their power. )

Mm, and! You should tell A-Yuan all the stories of Wen Ning as a child. I'm sure he'd love hearing them.

[silverneedles]

[ Out of everything, that makes her smile, looking back at Wei Wuxian. ]

Those would be good to share. And the good moments in the Burial Mounds. [ There had been some. ] Does Sect Leader Jiang know about him? There's a bonding opportunity, sharing stories about your childhood with a-Yuan.

[weifinder]

I—am not presently certain. Jiang Cheng has a very... unfortunate... love of the dog he, ah, bonded with. That's made some things difficult.

( it's a defense line Wei Wuxian cannot get past, which is rather ingenious, but also, hah. )

[silverneedles]

Do you need someone to distract the dog while you talk to him?

[ Wen Qing has no strong love of animals, especially pets, but she can spend time with one without problem. ]

Or maybe I should mention it to him. A-Yuan was concerned, if he calls me "aunt," that Sect Leader Jiang might react poorly.

[weifinder]

Would you?

( distract the dog. he sounds softer as he asks, but... he hates it. that there are fears he can't just push aside and fake his way past, until it's slightly more like truth that he's not as afraid as he really is. )

[silverneedles]

Of course. Tell me when you would request such a distraction.

[ She has no fear of dogs, and it's easy to offer him an opportunity to talk to Jiang Cheng. She stands, holding her cup out to him so he can return it to the rightful owner. ]

Thank you, Wei Ying.

[weifinder]

( Taking the cup, he simply smiles, small and tired. )

You're welcome, Wen Qing.

( and for everything that could not be. )

And thank you as well.

[silverneedles]

[ She bows, shallow but still more formal than necessary, before heading back to her tent, walking too carefully to be entirely sober. ]