[sizhui stays where he's at hovering over the food, tilting his head this way and that while checking everything out. as it stands now, he's decided on some cucumber sandwiches, a bowl of fresh mixed tropical fruit and an oversized chocolate cupcake, but he's also already considering a spring salad and steamed dumplings too— gosh, there are just so many options and not enough space for it all.
nevertheless, he does spare wei wuxian a sideways glance.] Yes, I know, but it still feels better to at least let you have the first pick, in my opinion. [like any good, filial child should!
the chicken his father reaches for draws sizhui's attention, has his eyebrows lifting with contemplation at the color, though the moment he mentions it being spicy, his expression wrinkles in a brief show of disdain, he shakes his head then redirects with an amused half-smile,] You would be correct, so that's all yours, of course.
Which means I'll start with these, then. [he turns back again, collects the sandwiches and fruit he'd been eyeing, then he moves toward the bed to hop back up and sit.] Hanguang-jun would probably scold us for eating in bed, but... given the circumstances, I think it'll be alright.
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nevertheless, he does spare wei wuxian a sideways glance.] Yes, I know, but it still feels better to at least let you have the first pick, in my opinion. [like any good, filial child should!
the chicken his father reaches for draws sizhui's attention, has his eyebrows lifting with contemplation at the color, though the moment he mentions it being spicy, his expression wrinkles in a brief show of disdain, he shakes his head then redirects with an amused half-smile,] You would be correct, so that's all yours, of course.
Which means I'll start with these, then. [he turns back again, collects the sandwiches and fruit he'd been eyeing, then he moves toward the bed to hop back up and sit.] Hanguang-jun would probably scold us for eating in bed, but... given the circumstances, I think it'll be alright.