[that's so wonderful though; yanli could always fill any home with such a warm, loving sensation, it's a shame she also left all those months ago. sizhui misses her a whole lot, even more-so now when he realizes how little family he has left, and that only solidifies his decision to try and spend as much time with the father he has left. in-person check-in once a week, maybe? he'll text message him every day, however, just to ask how his day is going at the very least.

he upturns from his food, letting his gaze drift all the way up to wei wuxian's ruby gemstone, lingering for a long moment then finally lowering to his eyes again.] Sitting together is completely fine, but it's you and I. I'm sure we can find something far more interesting to do around here.

[why shouldn't they have fun, huh? there's so much they can do on noctium, after all, and it'd prove great distractions from their sadness. it's instinctive to move closer, but sizhui figures he shouldn't crowd too much of his father's space – just in case! – and stays where he's at (for now). later, perhaps he'll scooch closer, he is fine where he's at currently, though.]

Well... I definitely liked those sandwiches. This fruit is good too and, to be fair, you can never go wrong with cake.