even just the name sends a cold chill of displeasure down nie huaisang's spine. his expression doesn't change, but inwardly, it turns tumultuous, and the careful circling of each other, the lightness to their original conversation--has quite gone. nothing else said matters.
how strange it is, to hear that name and know the person across from him is feeling the same. how strange to have someone else who knows jin guangyao's crimes as well as nie huaisang--of course it would be himself who understands. he looks across at the other nie huaisang, his free hand stilling against little fortune's head. ]
What of him, where you are? [ does he live? or is he dead as he deserves? ]
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even just the name sends a cold chill of displeasure down nie huaisang's spine. his expression doesn't change, but inwardly, it turns tumultuous, and the careful circling of each other, the lightness to their original conversation--has quite gone. nothing else said matters.
how strange it is, to hear that name and know the person across from him is feeling the same. how strange to have someone else who knows jin guangyao's crimes as well as nie huaisang--of course it would be himself who understands. he looks across at the other nie huaisang, his free hand stilling against little fortune's head. ]
What of him, where you are? [ does he live? or is he dead as he deserves? ]