( it is as easy as he remembers to prod and poke at yzak of all people, who reminds him of wangji's quick anger if he expressed as sect leader jiang did.
he looks down at himself, as if surveying the long lines of his own frame. ) It seems so.
( and then a gentle smile, a cooling balm to melt the mischief from his face as he takes in the sight of the friend beside him. the arm is new, the hand not as it was. he frowns, not reaching to touch. ) Your hand?
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he looks down at himself, as if surveying the long lines of his own frame. ) It seems so.
( and then a gentle smile, a cooling balm to melt the mischief from his face as he takes in the sight of the friend beside him. the arm is new, the hand not as it was. he frowns, not reaching to touch. ) Your hand?