Your words don’t reassure me. [He mutters, because honestly? Xue Yang could lie just as well as he could at times. But the refreshing thing about Xue Yang is that if it WAS poison, Guangyao doesn’t doubt that Xue Yang would straight up tell him so.
He eats it anyway. He died once and if he died again... Would anyone be upset? Xichen, maybe, but maybe he’d find it more freeing the second time around.
He’s glad he’s not a weepy drunk, but his movements are inelegant and sloppy in his drunkenness. He hardly spares Xue Yang a glance as he leans against him, the point of contact feeling pleasantly warm and almost tingly; he’s instead looking forlornly at the bit of crumbs collected on his robes with a dismay like he can’t quite comprehend how they got there.]
Hm? Oh. Su She. [He groans the name and shakes his head like it’s the millionth time he’s had to do so, a parent tired of hearing the latest screw up from their problem child.] So loyal, talented, but...
[He trails off and glances at Xue Yang, trying to focus on him.] Leaving you for dead was not my intention that time. I assumed too much.
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He eats it anyway. He died once and if he died again... Would anyone be upset? Xichen, maybe, but maybe he’d find it more freeing the second time around.
He’s glad he’s not a weepy drunk, but his movements are inelegant and sloppy in his drunkenness. He hardly spares Xue Yang a glance as he leans against him, the point of contact feeling pleasantly warm and almost tingly; he’s instead looking forlornly at the bit of crumbs collected on his robes with a dismay like he can’t quite comprehend how they got there.]
Hm? Oh. Su She. [He groans the name and shakes his head like it’s the millionth time he’s had to do so, a parent tired of hearing the latest screw up from their problem child.] So loyal, talented, but...
[He trails off and glances at Xue Yang, trying to focus on him.] Leaving you for dead was not my intention that time. I assumed too much.