[ Curiosity killed the cat and buried Wei Wuxian at the feet of the abyss. Lan Wangji's brows lift incrementally, but he recovers the composure to turn around and search Wei Ying's face for the signs of that terrible madness, his love for purposeless drama. ]
Wei Ying. [ Be calm. Be good. Be composed. ] You know why I do not ask your company.
[ Not for want of skill, for distrust in ability, for of the ugliness of soul and heart that might have been suspected of the Yiling Patriarch, so many years ago, among the clans.
For his health. His welfare. For Wei Wuxian's own care, too often neglected, even by those who would claim his friends, let alone the man himself, in the new instrument of his fragile body. ]
Next time. I will take you. When your core returns.
[ A nod, subtle, the pact so sealed: if a story and a faithful account is all that Wei Wuxian wants (claims) for his study, then Lan Wangji will suit him. Heavens help them both, but they have lived long years without indulgence. Why not carve a humble beginning for it now? ]
And more lotus seed.
[ For all his reticence, Wei Wuxian has shamelessly erased most of the offered portion, a man seizing his bribe. Lan Wangji may not have counted each breath and each bite, but he knows when he has done well with his choices. Knows, too, that Wei Wuxian would never ask more of him. Not as they are now, each word measured, each kindness bartered.
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Wei Ying. [ Be calm. Be good. Be composed. ] You know why I do not ask your company.
[ Not for want of skill, for distrust in ability, for of the ugliness of soul and heart that might have been suspected of the Yiling Patriarch, so many years ago, among the clans.
For his health. His welfare. For Wei Wuxian's own care, too often neglected, even by those who would claim his friends, let alone the man himself, in the new instrument of his fragile body. ]
Next time. I will take you. When your core returns.
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Next time I can be more helpful. But, just because I can't come and help, doesn't mean I can't know how it goes, right?
[This was on the level of local gossip enough, right? And the topic was interesting. How could he learn of it and not know how it ends?]
I'll train hard, so a story is a fair reward, right?
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And more lotus seed.
[ For all his reticence, Wei Wuxian has shamelessly erased most of the offered portion, a man seizing his bribe. Lan Wangji may not have counted each breath and each bite, but he knows when he has done well with his choices. Knows, too, that Wei Wuxian would never ask more of him. Not as they are now, each word measured, each kindness bartered.
He lifts himself, but lingers. ]
One day, we may have another night hunt together.
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Lotus seeds will never be rejected.
[Sacred as they were, the cure to all ills. There was nothing as comforting as lotus seeds.
At the mention of a possible night hunt he perks up excitedly.]
I hope it can be soon! I feel like I really need to try to show off and save my reputation.