[Lan Xichen lets himself be led away, and if he casts a brief, yearning glance over his shoulder at the shelf full of art through the ages of other worlds, well, who can actually blame him...? The man doesn't get to try new things very often.
It doesn't take long for Huaisang to make his point, when they emerge, the shelves seem to be in a different order from when they came in.
Lan Xichen glances at Nie Huaisang out the corner of his eye.]
Did it look like this when Huaisang came to find me...?
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It doesn't take long for Huaisang to make his point, when they emerge, the shelves seem to be in a different order from when they came in.
Lan Xichen glances at Nie Huaisang out the corner of his eye.]
Did it look like this when Huaisang came to find me...?