Jin Ling is able to navigate all of this, even talking about Yuan who he believed he would never get to see or hold again, but Zizhen takes the topic one step further than he can go and he goes deadly silent. He stares at his friend as a hatred boils within him that was thankfully not directed at the man in front of him.
"Who? I want a name. Call.. Liling!Liling! Get in here! Was he at the Golden Hare? What happened? I'm going to burn that place to the ground!" He rages, but as he struggles he can barely even sit up.
Fairy lifts her head and watches her master, as though seeing if this was really a threat or is he just making noise. He looks like he's just making a bunch of noise.
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Sizhui was going to learn his A-die could almost be creepy good at predicting needs sometimes. A night of drinking with his husband? He's actually really impressed his son was able to wake up this morning at all and didn't have to be carried down here. This morning was turning out to be much more satisfying than predicted, though he was hoping still helpful.
So far his back has been covered by his hair mostly, like a rich, black cape. He says, "Always remember no matter how pious people act here or who appear as though they are above you, we all have needed these waters to help us." He draws his hair over one shoulder, without looking back. He has never invited anyone to look at his scars before, but of anyone who might need to see the marks of punishment on the most powerful man's back it just might be his son.
"Don't let anyone look down on you and hold your head high!" He says, finally turning and looking his son in the eye.
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2021-09-04 00:26 (UTC)"Who? I want a name. Call.. Liling! Liling! Get in here! Was he at the Golden Hare? What happened? I'm going to burn that place to the ground!" He rages, but as he struggles he can barely even sit up.
Fairy lifts her head and watches her master, as though seeing if this was really a threat or is he just making noise. He looks like he's just making a bunch of noise.
~~~
Sizhui was going to learn his A-die could almost be creepy good at predicting needs sometimes. A night of drinking with his husband? He's actually really impressed his son was able to wake up this morning at all and didn't have to be carried down here. This morning was turning out to be much more satisfying than predicted, though he was hoping still helpful.
So far his back has been covered by his hair mostly, like a rich, black cape. He says, "Always remember no matter how pious people act here or who appear as though they are above you, we all have needed these waters to help us." He draws his hair over one shoulder, without looking back. He has never invited anyone to look at his scars before, but of anyone who might need to see the marks of punishment on the most powerful man's back it just might be his son.
"Don't let anyone look down on you and hold your head high!" He says, finally turning and looking his son in the eye.