[Well, he's definitely not fine, but he's alive - which Huaisang will have to accept for now. Accept, safely neutral, not having to commit to feeling anything else about that, even as relief makes his throat stick and his eyes burn, and that sick dread in his stomach turns over restlessly.
But, also. Guangyao's what, to do what. Huaisang knows what the omni is in that he knows which object that word represents, but it does something? News!]
I— what? Okay...
[He fishes out the omni, eyeing it in mild wonder, and holds it out. Here? The thing?]
Does san-ge need water? [yes, for sure, but mostly he kind of wants to stand up and take a much-needed break from this egregiously luxurious sickroom, now that Guangyao is awake-] I'll get some?
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But, also. Guangyao's what, to do what. Huaisang knows what the omni is in that he knows which object that word represents, but it does something? News!]
I— what? Okay...
[He fishes out the omni, eyeing it in mild wonder, and holds it out. Here? The thing?]
Does san-ge need water? [yes, for sure, but mostly he kind of wants to stand up and take a much-needed break from this egregiously luxurious sickroom, now that Guangyao is awake-] I'll get some?