No, no, you are! I just wasn't...expecting... [all of this, is what sizhui wants to say, but he lets it stay petered-out, opting to answer wei wuxian's other remark instead (since he's ever-so-grateful his father wants to spoil him so readily).]
Well, it will definitely be more than enough. I can't wait to see what all you've brought!
[which is exactly why he takes the offered bags without hesitation, hooking one in each hand and guiding them toward the table he'd motioned to moments ago. helping people has been something he's always done, no matter the circumstances, and he cannot let depression overwhelm him too much, lest he falls out of other habits he's become so accustomed to. the loss of his baba and dabo will be rough, but sizhui'll do what he's always done on noctium: take everything in stride, focus on who has remained and strengthen the bonds with them while there's still time.
right now, that's spending time sharing a meal with this father and he's pretty excited about it, about what's filling all these bags they've got. he doesn't hesitate to begin opening them, removing containers of food, setting them up neatly, sliding aside bags once they've become empty.]
This is true! So, it's not like anything will go to waste. [just as wei wuxian's thinking, alongside his also correctly assumed thought of sizhui clearing a decent amount of it out.
because as he's examining everything that's laid out, he notes there really are many, many options here, even vegetarian ones and, while he still follows the lan sect rule of ‘do not be picky with food,’ the extra step his father's taken in being sensitive to his usual diet warms his heart.] Frankly, I feel like eating everything. [and nothing, but he's well-aware that's the depressive feelings trying to take hold again.] But do you see anything particular you'd like? This way, I can work around that and choose my feast then.
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Well, it will definitely be more than enough. I can't wait to see what all you've brought!
[which is exactly why he takes the offered bags without hesitation, hooking one in each hand and guiding them toward the table he'd motioned to moments ago. helping people has been something he's always done, no matter the circumstances, and he cannot let depression overwhelm him too much, lest he falls out of other habits he's become so accustomed to. the loss of his baba and dabo will be rough, but sizhui'll do what he's always done on noctium: take everything in stride, focus on who has remained and strengthen the bonds with them while there's still time.
right now, that's spending time sharing a meal with this father and he's pretty excited about it, about what's filling all these bags they've got. he doesn't hesitate to begin opening them, removing containers of food, setting them up neatly, sliding aside bags once they've become empty.]
This is true! So, it's not like anything will go to waste. [just as wei wuxian's thinking, alongside his also correctly assumed thought of sizhui clearing a decent amount of it out.
because as he's examining everything that's laid out, he notes there really are many, many options here, even vegetarian ones and, while he still follows the lan sect rule of ‘do not be picky with food,’ the extra step his father's taken in being sensitive to his usual diet warms his heart.] Frankly, I feel like eating everything. [and nothing, but he's well-aware that's the depressive feelings trying to take hold again.] But do you see anything particular you'd like? This way, I can work around that and choose my feast then.