[ Mere words wouldn't appease, not entirely anyway, there is no comfort in knowing that Chongyun was so willing to throw himself into battle. For what? That contract? But there is a difference of opinion that may never be bridged. It remains only a guide for Xingqiu while Chongyun seems bound by his word, he would be led by that Lady Tenkohime, concern continues. He suspects this is only the beginning, who would Chongyun turn his sword against next? Perhaps it's not just Chongyun who is stubborn, he knows his own way, and he won't stray from the path he has chosen. No matter what orders, or that silly contract.
At least, there is a moment of peace here. It's just the two of them in their own world if it could last just a little longer. Chongyun's weight against him, the touch of fingers against his own hand. He isn't invulnerable, this is his weakness. ]
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[ And just as Xingqiu gives way, as he further relents to finally grasp at the touch against his hand, Chongyun pulls away. There is nothing but air for his fingers to curl around. He leans away then setting his hand on the step as he takes in his friend's profile.
He can't help but scoff at Chongyun's words, even if his smile hasn't vanished altogether. ]
What a useless thing to say, agree or not, your actions serve one purpose and in fact, anyone observing may assume contrary to what you said. Ugh. Well, we're different people, with different points of view on the matter. Perhaps you've grown past...
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[ There is no dissuading Chongyun from this path, that's been obvious, then in that case all he can do is support him. The first thing to do is grab Chongyun's mostly empty water bottle, from his bag he produces one of his own. He may as well share some of his drinking water, he won't allow time for protest as he refills the bottle with his own. As for other supplies, he drops a few graham kitkats on Chongyun's lap. After that he is going to get to his feet. It seems this conversation has come to its natural conclusion, they're not going to meet half way on this. ]
See me tonight. [ That's all he's going to say as he begins to descend the flight of stairs. ]
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At least, there is a moment of peace here. It's just the two of them in their own world if it could last just a little longer. Chongyun's weight against him, the touch of fingers against his own hand. He isn't invulnerable, this is his weakness. ]
[ And just as Xingqiu gives way, as he further relents to finally grasp at the touch against his hand, Chongyun pulls away. There is nothing but air for his fingers to curl around. He leans away then setting his hand on the step as he takes in his friend's profile.
He can't help but scoff at Chongyun's words, even if his smile hasn't vanished altogether. ]
What a useless thing to say, agree or not, your actions serve one purpose and in fact, anyone observing may assume contrary to what you said. Ugh. Well, we're different people, with different points of view on the matter. Perhaps you've grown past...
[ There is no dissuading Chongyun from this path, that's been obvious, then in that case all he can do is support him. The first thing to do is grab Chongyun's mostly empty water bottle, from his bag he produces one of his own. He may as well share some of his drinking water, he won't allow time for protest as he refills the bottle with his own. As for other supplies, he drops a few graham kitkats on Chongyun's lap. After that he is going to get to his feet. It seems this conversation has come to its natural conclusion, they're not going to meet half way on this. ]
See me tonight. [ That's all he's going to say as he begins to descend the flight of stairs. ]