[Had Nie Huaisang always looked this young...? Certainly he took care of himself (perhaps even better than Lan Xichen took care of himself), but surely he was not this baby-faced when they last saw each other (Don't think about it!).
He watches Huaisang languish about his rough start, but his usual stifled chuckle at his antics doesn't come.
He's instead searching desperately for some sign, something he can recognize in him, a glimpse of the vengeance underpinning every move.
Was he just that good? Or was Lan Xichen just that blind? ...Or had Wei Wuxian been wrong about everything...?]
It... seems Huaisang is hale and whole, however.
[He manages a tight smile. And then decides to venture a rather odd question.]
Do you remember what happened...? Shortly before coming here, that is.
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He watches Huaisang languish about his rough start, but his usual stifled chuckle at his antics doesn't come.
He's instead searching desperately for some sign, something he can recognize in him, a glimpse of the vengeance underpinning every move.
Was he just that good? Or was Lan Xichen just that blind? ...Or had Wei Wuxian been wrong about everything...?]
It... seems Huaisang is hale and whole, however.
[He manages a tight smile. And then decides to venture a rather odd question.]
Do you remember what happened...? Shortly before coming here, that is.