But if Lan Wangji notices the way the staff react, he doesn't say anything about it. Not that he would normally, but right now, he's too busy fighting down a full-body tremor. He's trying very hard to look as normal as possible, and only partially succeeding. What a pair they make.
He just nods in response, though, and obediently follows Hua Cheng further inside. He doesn't look uncomfortable with their surroundings, but he's also just keeping his eyes fixed to Hua Cheng's back, so. He's kinda cheating.]
[ A terrible, tired pair. Hua Cheng doesn't bother with asking questions where prying eyes and interested ears could follow, and instead leads him down a level into the dimly lit portion of Wu Ming. There are less people, currently, but it's because he has no interest in them being around unless they need to be.
There's no tour, and nothing that he's going to tease Lan Wangji with today. His jokes of getting Lan Wangji drunk with Wei Wuxian are for later days, when things are in less turmoil. Today, he just leads him back, all the way, until he's to his office and ushering him in. Better to have this taken care of as soon as possible than wait. ]
[Lan Wangji's a serious man by nature, but the atmosphere right now is even more somber than it might normally be. He follows in silence, stepping inside the office once they arrive. He waits until Hua Cheng closes the door, remaining standing and fixing his eyes on a blank spot on the wall. He wouldn't normally be so rude, but when he can't trust his own eyes, he figures it's better to take precautions.]
I'm fine. And, I suppose I have the advantage of having worn an eyepatch for so long, so I'm not necessarily caught off guard. [ It still hurts, dully. But that's what happens when you lose an eye and wind up with what amounts to chemical burns on your face.
His tails flick behind him as he moves into the office, door securely shut and better ensuring their privacy. Hua Cheng can tell something is off, but that's largely because, well, he knows Lan Wangji. Moving, he drops to sit heavily, massaging his fingers against his right temple. ]
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But if Lan Wangji notices the way the staff react, he doesn't say anything about it. Not that he would normally, but right now, he's too busy fighting down a full-body tremor. He's trying very hard to look as normal as possible, and only partially succeeding. What a pair they make.
He just nods in response, though, and obediently follows Hua Cheng further inside. He doesn't look uncomfortable with their surroundings, but he's also just keeping his eyes fixed to Hua Cheng's back, so. He's kinda cheating.]
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There's no tour, and nothing that he's going to tease Lan Wangji with today. His jokes of getting Lan Wangji drunk with Wei Wuxian are for later days, when things are in less turmoil. Today, he just leads him back, all the way, until he's to his office and ushering him in. Better to have this taken care of as soon as possible than wait. ]
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How are you faring?
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His tails flick behind him as he moves into the office, door securely shut and better ensuring their privacy. Hua Cheng can tell something is off, but that's largely because, well, he knows Lan Wangji. Moving, he drops to sit heavily, massaging his fingers against his right temple. ]
You, on the other hand, look terrible.