[ ...another man, of the same likeness. This much, Wei Ying makes certain, from the tired shape of his gasping mouth to the blankness of his gaze, the strain of his jaw.
Perhaps words spoken in the heat of adversity should go forgotten as quickly as Wei Ying's mind expels them. It shames Lan Wangji more to make a nuisance of himself with the reminder, than it does Wei Ying to gently reinstate order. His head inclines, the bend gentle. ]
I overstep.
[ The day's sickness, making house and home in the wraith of Wangji's body. No matter. All the same, no matter. ]
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Perhaps words spoken in the heat of adversity should go forgotten as quickly as Wei Ying's mind expels them. It shames Lan Wangji more to make a nuisance of himself with the reminder, than it does Wei Ying to gently reinstate order. His head inclines, the bend gentle. ]
I overstep.
[ The day's sickness, making house and home in the wraith of Wangji's body. No matter. All the same, no matter. ]
The flower. May I have it?