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lan wangji
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It... has been pleasing to have no earthly concern for them.

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We're no masters of laundering, sadly, it's true. An oddly useful blessing!

( as some may term, it's a happy little accident )

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Wei Ying minded my interests.

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Long before I knew of additional ties between us, I cared.

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How does a heart so big not sunder under its own weight?

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By healing when the fractures break tiny pieces off the whole, and beating strong for the ones who likewise care for it.

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Seam scars remain.

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Kiss the reminders of having survived and healed.

Because we both know what my truly broken heart did.

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Perhaps we should lay her down incense.

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I would like that.

Thank you, Lan Zhan. Thank you.

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It is no hardship to honour the aunt of my son.

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Family is family. Mine and yours.

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You lay claim to Uncle?

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Not his beard!

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But you claim him as uncle.

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It's what he is.

( he's just also going to be ignored on certain things, and honoured on others, so. )

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Thank you.

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You don't need to, but you're welcome.

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Uncle and you are not... suited to intuitive proximity.

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He won't be the only elder who hasn't been.

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Show him grace.

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More than he knows.

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He is not adverse to you.

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One more thing we have in common!

I'm not adverse to him either, Lan Zhan. You should know that. I don't hold back from telling those I have no respect for that I have none.

( and while historically there have been points of contention between them, he does not wish him ill, and does not disparage the things lan qiren has managed, stepping up to lead a sect he had never thought he would have to, raising his nephews in lieu of any children he might have once had of his own. a scholar, who became what he had to, for the sake of those he loved. )

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You have offered him scant kindness.