[it takes a while and xichen keeps speaking, voice soft as he guides the other man through it until wei wuxian's breathing is even.
or at least, more steady than it had been moments before.
he wonders if this is what jiang yanli saw him when she had found him in the simulation, lost in panic and turning the hanshi into a shell of itself. he had been panicked then, unable to breathe. no, not quite like this though. this is something more raw, a grief worth more than his own.
xichen sits back, does not stand yet.] I will not let her know you have arrived. [his word is worth something still.] But you will have to face her eventually, Master Wei.
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or at least, more steady than it had been moments before.
he wonders if this is what jiang yanli saw him when she had found him in the simulation, lost in panic and turning the hanshi into a shell of itself. he had been panicked then, unable to breathe. no, not quite like this though. this is something more raw, a grief worth more than his own.
xichen sits back, does not stand yet.] I will not let her know you have arrived. [his word is worth something still.] But you will have to face her eventually, Master Wei.