[Once Huaisang figures out that woodcuts are not an artform he can put in his mouth and get away without tongue splinters, it will be truly short-lived. But until then he has a vision of very elaborate and precise woodcuts, like he's seen before— so it will be an exciting week to experiment. Ready the bandages.]
Ah, [he says, brow furrowing just a smidge, then with all of the "ugh, schoolwork?" he possessed back in Gusu,] A teacher?
[Must he, that sounds boring, actually... Can't Xichen battle the library for him, instead...]
I don't know— What is it people do around here, anyway?
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Ah, [he says, brow furrowing just a smidge, then with all of the "ugh, schoolwork?" he possessed back in Gusu,] A teacher?
[Must he, that sounds boring, actually... Can't Xichen battle the library for him, instead...]
I don't know— What is it people do around here, anyway?
[Where are. The sects.]