[ suibian sits against wei wuxian's hip, its unassuming shape nonetheless stark against the sharp lines of wei wuxian's outfit. he'd woken up with the sword to his side, as well as a chicken; wei wuxian left the chicken behind with yuri for now.
he waves sizhui over, a half-smile on his face, and salutes the other with a bow as well. ]
Lan Sizhui. Ah, I didn't mean to bother you so soon, I hope I didn't interrupt anything?
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he waves sizhui over, a half-smile on his face, and salutes the other with a bow as well. ]
Lan Sizhui. Ah, I didn't mean to bother you so soon, I hope I didn't interrupt anything?