[Rosinante looks at Wanji as he walks up, first with cautious, narrowed eyes, but then he relaxes as his shape takes form in the low light. That's the guy who had offered to help.
More than that, he's familiar. He'd thought so vaguely over the video stream, but in person it's even more obvious. He's seen someone like him before, hasn't he? Early on, and then again, in Wei Wuxian's artwork.
There will be time for questions later, because his attention is quickly pulled back to the voice in his mind. Gods, what a weird evening this is turning out to be.]
Guy on the ground, huh. You one of the psychic types, or is there something else going on here? I had to ask someone to come and make sure you're all right.
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More than that, he's familiar. He'd thought so vaguely over the video stream, but in person it's even more obvious. He's seen someone like him before, hasn't he? Early on, and then again, in Wei Wuxian's artwork.
There will be time for questions later, because his attention is quickly pulled back to the voice in his mind. Gods, what a weird evening this is turning out to be.]
Guy on the ground, huh. You one of the psychic types, or is there something else going on here? I had to ask someone to come and make sure you're all right.