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[Wei Wuxian leans over, bumping her shoulder lightly with his own.]

Guess you'll just have to live with me spoiling you in his stead until you get back. [He winks at her.]

[inkings]

[ she laughs. ]

Spoiling. Ah, yes, nothing like getting lunged at and chased around a cot to feel, [ she taps his nose lightly, ] terribly spoiled.

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[Wei Wuxian freezes at that nose tap, whatever nonsense he was about to say lost in the blink of an eyes as he ducks his head and then turns away to laugh, his heart thudding painfully in his chest. For a moment he thinks he'll lose it entirely, just break open right in front of Mal, all the tension, anger, and grief spilling out at once.

"Shijie," he'd asked, "Why do people like other people? Isn't that like haltering your own neck?" She'd laughed at him of course before tapping him lightly on the nose, affection bleeding from her smile.

Somehow, he reins it in. Blinking back up at Mal and forcing a lopsided smile back onto his face.]

You're right of course. I'll make it up to you then. Would you like a song? [He pulls out his flute and taps it against his thigh.]

Or perhaps more liquor? Tell me how I can make up for such a grievance.

cw: nose boops. look away please

[inkings]

[ mal did something. said something. (when doesn’t she?) the question remains behind her teeth. she did something, but they’re not at the point where she feels comfortable questioning him, especially after his reaction to her earlier interrogation. she doesn’t want to risk her only friend in this place.

so when wei wuxian changes the subject again, she goes along with it. ]

I’ll take a song. [ she smiles. ] Play me something happy.

the sound I made

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[Smiling now in earnest, he nods, putting Chenqing to his lips and beginning to play.]