[ Too much information. Too rich of a smile. The next heartbeat delivers Lan Wangji another glide of a step back, as if physical distance will remove him from the more startling aspects of this conversation.
The look of him travels several shades of disbelief as he mulls over the words gifted to him: this man, arrested-captured-imprisoned once (twice). Found by trouble too often (perhaps chasing it with his own hunger.)
And then, his previous locations, in a place where a population evenly divided in two classes. Submissive. Commander? A servant, then? Practically, the talents of a medicine man are wasted in common enslavement. Even the most artless of conquerors — dominants, is that the name? — should know better than to mistreat such a prize, when considering his war spoils.
The sharp tilt of Lan Wangji's head is inelegant, ill at ease with his posture, unpractised. ]
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The look of him travels several shades of disbelief as he mulls over the words gifted to him: this man, arrested-captured-imprisoned once (twice). Found by trouble too often (perhaps chasing it with his own hunger.)
And then, his previous locations, in a place where a population evenly divided in two classes. Submissive. Commander? A servant, then? Practically, the talents of a medicine man are wasted in common enslavement. Even the most artless of conquerors — dominants, is that the name? — should know better than to mistreat such a prize, when considering his war spoils.
The sharp tilt of Lan Wangji's head is inelegant, ill at ease with his posture, unpractised. ]
Limited... how?