He leans in, wanting a closer look at the charm in question, lips pulling up into a smile even as he eyes it.
"They'll always know where to find you," he says, agreeing without needing to make it more explicit, "And they've friends to get into trouble with, and back out again. Or that's my sense of things."
Straightening out of his bending to look at the charm, he laughs.
"I'm thankful, ah? That we've had this time." The two of them, with all the pain of their sister (martial, blood, adopted, Jiang Yanli a spectre of their hearts throughout), the time with people who they might have not had around in any reflection, the limited time with Wen Qing. Finding children of their own in a wayward, unanticipated manner, and being here, whatever that meant in the end.
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"They'll always know where to find you," he says, agreeing without needing to make it more explicit, "And they've friends to get into trouble with, and back out again. Or that's my sense of things."
Straightening out of his bending to look at the charm, he laughs.
"I'm thankful, ah? That we've had this time." The two of them, with all the pain of their sister (martial, blood, adopted, Jiang Yanli a spectre of their hearts throughout), the time with people who they might have not had around in any reflection, the limited time with Wen Qing. Finding children of their own in a wayward, unanticipated manner, and being here, whatever that meant in the end.