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[downswing]

lan wangji
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[weifinder]

In your hurts, and the tending of your dead? You believe that's feigned?

[downswing]

( No. He cannot say that. )

It is not.

[weifinder]

You do not wish me near. Allow this, Lan Zhan. That you need not do all of this alone.

Is there anything you need for rites that you do not yet have?

[downswing]

I do not desire your absence.

[weifinder]

What is it you have desired?

[downswing]

Stillness. Silence.

[weifinder]

Ah.

( and he says nothing more, about what that implies of him, of expectations, of lacks. allows the quiet back in, cloying, and closes his eyes. )

[downswing]

You begrudge.

[weifinder]

( he sighs. )

I'm not sure that's it. But it feels like lack of trust, and that does... hurt.

( because what use is this if he can't be trusted to be silent company when it's wanted? he knows why and when he fills silences. just as he knows how not to.

does it matter? it's... who is it about? he's not sure. lan zhan? but he's given him time. he's tried patience. he's not allowed support.

and he's helpless, useless, before that. )

Perform the rites. You know who you're indulging the longer you hold off.

( c... lunk. setting down and walking away. )