[Watching Lan Sizhui run through his nervous explanations, it's hard not to search for the childish features he'd once known. The round cheeks and little nose, the easy way he smiled. Many of the mannerisms are different now, his features grown and matured, but Wei Wuxian smiles and nods along, all the same.
He might have been completely oblivious to his own feelings and those of his husband's as they were growing up, but from the outside looking in, it's so apparent in the way A-Yuan speaks of this new friend that they're... well...]
Oh? Has A-Yuan been making some friends?
[Just how close Lan Sizhui has gotten to his new friend, that remains to be seen. A dinner might not be a bad idea, but maybe too formal? He glances from Lan Zhan to A-Yuan though, eager for more information.]
If they rescued A-Yuan, we should certainly be thanking them face-to-face.
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He might have been completely oblivious to his own feelings and those of his husband's as they were growing up, but from the outside looking in, it's so apparent in the way A-Yuan speaks of this new friend that they're... well...]
Oh? Has A-Yuan been making some friends?
[Just how close Lan Sizhui has gotten to his new friend, that remains to be seen. A dinner might not be a bad idea, but maybe too formal? He glances from Lan Zhan to A-Yuan though, eager for more information.]
If they rescued A-Yuan, we should certainly be thanking them face-to-face.