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[sizhui]

[ Yep, Sizhui tugs him in for a good tight hug. ]

I'm glad you're all right. I sorry I missed the whole thing because... Lan rules and falling asleep early.

Did you get some rest?

[inheritedpain]

[ He lets Sizhui hug him, though he doesn’t return it for a few seconds - not until he bows his head and buries it in Sizhui’s shoulder, threading one arm in behind the boy’s back to hug him tighter. The moonlacing blossoms in his blood and it feels so good it almost aches, at complete odds from the way his heart is still twisted and torn from the night before. ]

Not really. [ At least he’s being honest, his voice muffled into Sizhui’s shoulder. ]

The only thing you missed was watching me ruin everything in real time. I’m glad you missed it.

[sizhui]

[ Sizhui is patient. He doesn't worry for that delay, before Jin Ling relaxes, because he knows if it's not wanted, then Jin Ling will just push him away.

But when he has his... friend properly in his arms again, he relaxes a notch, too. ]

Mistakes happen. Unless you give up, it's not really ruined. People... while they are here, there is another chance.

Give yourself time to calm down. Then look at what people suggested, and pick things you would like from them. Or if you don't find any, just tell him what you'd like.

Remember how you want to be the best at everything? Because you can be. Well... I think he's trying to be the best at being a dad. But he has to learn and practice some.

You can practice with him.

[inheritedpain]

[ He hates when Sizhui is right. So he just... deflects the good advice. ]

He’s off to a pretty terrible start.

[ Muttered into Sizhui’s shoulder. Sorry Sizhui, you offered this embrace and now it’s going to take a crow bar to get Jin Ling out of it. ]

Hanguang-Jun would never ask about your chroma on the network. And then- then just assuming mine isn’t as good as everyone else’s—

[sizhui]

Well, no. [ Sizhui isn't even trying to get away from the hug. At all. ]

But Senior Wei and Young Master Wei totally would.

I guess just Young Master Wei, now.s

[inheritedpain]

Yeah, well, Wei Wuxian would probably post something ridiculous about all of us, and then—

[ Sorry, it took a minute before he registered what Sizhui had said. ]

What? Wait - what happened to Senior Wei?

[sizhui]

He would. [ The warmth is quiet, but unfeigned, before Sizhui's face falls just a little. ]

Ah... Senior Wei has been gone since the beginning of the month. It's... if he's gone home, and it's the most logical thing to happen, he'll be all right.

[ That's the important thing, right? ]

[inheritedpain]

[ He pulls back enough to search Sizhui’s face, a deep frown on his own.

He’d heard about people coming and going - himself included, but... ]

He’s just gone? How— Why didn’t you say anything? We could have gone looking for him, just in case. I would have searched with you.

[ Even if he did kind of want to stab the man. ]

[sizhui]

It... it's fine. Hanguang-jun said, and he wouldn't have said so if he wasn't sure. And he kind of needed to know I wasn't missing, at least.

But I'd...

Maybe sometimes when we're not sure, we can go look. If someone else goes missing, that is.

[inheritedpain]

[ His brow furrowed, twitching a little, his grip on his sword tightening. ]

Alright.

Just -

You can tell me these things, okay? I know--

I know he means something to you, so you can tell me if something happens.

[sizhui]

He means... [ Sizhui hesitates. ] Before Hanguang-jun, he was raising me. I was very little, but...

[ But losing him again...

Sizhui takes a deep breath, and shakes his head. Not the same. ]

But, really. He'll be all right back home, so it's not too bad.

[inheritedpain]

[ His brow twitches with confusing. ]

Raising you? How would that have--

[ But realization suddenly dawned on his face. Sizhui was a Wen. Wei Wuxian had taken a bunch of the Wen clan to the Burial Mounds...

Lan Wangji had adopted a child...

He looked almost pained, for a couple of seconds, unsure how to feel about that, but then just wrapped his arms back around Sizhui and took another firm hug. ]

... He can come back, right?



Like I did.

[sizhui]

[ Sizhui takes that hug, embracing the other boy tightly back. Not quite clinging to him, but not far from it, either. ]

Yeah, it... yeah. In this place, anything is possible, isn't it?

[inheritedpain]

[ Tight and firm and not letting go until Sizhui requests it. ]

Exactly. And if he doesn’t come back fast enough, I’ll kick his ass when he finally gets here.

[sizhui]

[ That gets an almost-laugh out of him, still too miserable but. ]

I know you will. Thank you.

[inheritedpain]

[ An almost-laugh is good - it’s better. And perhaps more importantly - though Jin Ling hasn’t noticed - is that he’s been completely derailed into worrying about Sizhui rather than worrying about himself.

He doesn’t really think about it, when he turns his head to press a slightly rough, half frustrated kiss to Suzhui’s temple, as if to say “so there!!”. ]