[He's the same dang way and that's exactly why he nyooms when he nyooms. HE'S COMIN FOR THAT BRACELET LORE!!
--After he's done dealing with this Murder House Lore, anyway. It's not that he doubted anything Beau said, or was even surprised by most of it, but seeing it unroll in front of him is a bit of a different feel. Like, wow, seeing animal features on human people really is funkier than hearing about it. WILD.
More important, though - the contents of the conversation itself. The light it paints Beau in. The way she treated Jin Ling, tried to reach out, tried to help, but held reasonable grounds about it. Wei Wuxian's wondered before, how much different Jin Ling would have been if the only disciplinary figures in his life hadn't been Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangyao. Seeing his nephew like that makes his chest ache; the reminder that he'd had a hand in it - It isn't fair! That some people get a second chance to live and others don't! - is no sweet pill to swallow, either.
Still, he's able to shake the remnants of foreign sights and feelings away quick enough, focusing again on Beau as he gives his pot another stir.]
—Well, I can't blame you for having that opinion if you had to chase him down like that more than once. Can't disagree, either! He did like to run any time things got too embarrassing or made him too angry.
[And he's only known Jin Ling for like, a month?? Damn.]
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--After he's done dealing with this Murder House Lore, anyway. It's not that he doubted anything Beau said, or was even surprised by most of it, but seeing it unroll in front of him is a bit of a different feel. Like, wow, seeing animal features on human people really is funkier than hearing about it. WILD.
More important, though - the contents of the conversation itself. The light it paints Beau in. The way she treated Jin Ling, tried to reach out, tried to help, but held reasonable grounds about it. Wei Wuxian's wondered before, how much different Jin Ling would have been if the only disciplinary figures in his life hadn't been Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangyao. Seeing his nephew like that makes his chest ache; the reminder that he'd had a hand in it - It isn't fair! That some people get a second chance to live and others don't! - is no sweet pill to swallow, either.
Still, he's able to shake the remnants of foreign sights and feelings away quick enough, focusing again on Beau as he gives his pot another stir.]
—Well, I can't blame you for having that opinion if you had to chase him down like that more than once. Can't disagree, either! He did like to run any time things got too embarrassing or made him too angry.
[And he's only known Jin Ling for like, a month?? Damn.]