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Wei Wuxian
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( On this, the first night of post-dragonpocalypse freedom, tail between his legs: )


A night's truce. Fair terms.

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I'm a sneezing, coughing mess. How are you fairing?

( this isn't offered to deter, how many kerchiefs for noses are they going to need? )

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Gracelessly.

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I'll find more kerchiefs. Chilled?

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I come uninvited.

Leave the requirements my burden.

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You ask, and I'm hosting. Work with me, Lan Zhan. I've tea.

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I have fatigue.

( S i g h. )

Brother attended my last sicknesses.

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Ah, well. I've tended to my shijie in the past. Bring spare robes, unless you enjoy mine. We'll get you warm and fed and hydrated right along with getting an earful of my coughing, but it's not so bad! The sniffling is more obvious.

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I do not come an orphan, for mothering.

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You're a bit big to fit under my skirts, I think we've established this, Lan Zhan.

But we can be adults, who are also orphans by circumstance, who tend to each other.

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How may I tend to your sickness?

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Company.

( he does better, by having anyone else either there to tend, or to have his attendance upon them in necessary measure. is it truly a surprise? )

[downswing]

( Politely: )


And soup?

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... I don't turn down soup, unless it's Xue Yang or Jin Guangyao offering it.

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Even rabbits require more.

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This is the moment we're going to accept that my standards are lower than a rabbit, Lan Zhan. Though my diet includes far more meat.

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( ........no wait, he knows what to do with rabbits: )

Be good. Curl against warmth. Burrow.

[weifinder]

When you're here, I'll employ your rabbit logic with you, okay? The tea will be ready. And blankets.

[downswing]

I lack warmth.


( THE MOST PATHETIC, HIS QI IS REDIRECTING. )

[weifinder]

Two bodies produce warmth between them, we'll be fine.

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Shameless.

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And practical!

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Do not let pity oblige you.

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I have never been motivated out of pity. Spite, a handful of times, sympathy many, but not pity.

Come to my bed. Cuddle, burrow, rest. Obliging by desire and design.

[downswing]

You and I. I did not think we spoke plainly.