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// Wei Wuxian

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XIMILIA

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[His eyebrows only get higher up on his forehead the more she explains, and when she's done, he shakes his head and huffs but doesn't say anything for a while.]

That isn't how justice is done where I'm from. [He settles on finally, wondering how a whole body of government settled on a system like that. It would never fly in the cultivation world.]

People rarely get trials, and when they do, they're always assumed guilty. [His voice is tired as he details the way justice works in his own world and his eyes drift far away. After a moment he adds] Even when the evidence points to innocent.

Something must be wrong with the evidence then, hmm? [His gaze returns and he meets her eyes with a tired look of his own, lips pulling up into a sad smile.] Your way sounds better.

[Even if it also sounds like an impossible dream. Ah, well.]

I'll go and find Murdock now.

[construing]

〈 gwen tugs at a loose thread on the bedspread. 〉

You'll be okay?

〈 translation: will he be needing to be sent to time-out. 〉

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[He nods and then stands from the bed and moves closer to her, tugging lightly on a strand of her hair.]

I will be. [The smile he offers her doesn't have its usual brilliance, but it's sincere nonetheless.]

[construing]

〈 a tilt of her head pulls her hair free. she wrinkles her nose at him. when he leaves, she is still seated on the bed, arms linked loosely around her legs.

she'll text matt later to verify he is still alive and not in pieces. 〉