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Sounds perfect! We can have a baking day at some point and I can taste it!
[For now he will start to collect some of the empty containers and trash and separate them from the containers that still have good food in them so that they can be put in the appropriate places later.]
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We'll have to be careful or else we might make too much and then we'll have to figure out something to do with the leftovers.
[sizhui spares a thoughtful look toward his remaining fruit, takes another bite of the cupcake then closes it up, sets it aside in their growing leftovers pile and returns to nibbling on his fruit instead.]
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[It's not like they need the money. And he would enjoy being able to share and brag about his son's cooking to anyone that would listen.]
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[gosh, he'll be a little embarrassed and sheepish after all his father's praise, but he'll one-hundred-percent support their mutual interest to share delicious food with other people.]
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[He places his hands behind him on the bed and rests his weight on them, looking up towards the ceiling of the room thoughtfully. It would be a lot of fun but with most of their family gone it wouldn't quite be the same. But he is sure they have both made friends in this place that would be happy to get together for a big meal.]
There aren't enough reasons to party on this world.
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[with most of his fruit polished off now too, he sets the container and his utensil aside, lifts both arms above his head in a long, deep stretch before dropping them and resting his hands in his lap. he sighs afterward, shifts slightly then leans his head against wei wuxian's shoulder, suddenly feeling sleepy again now that he's content and not nearly as hungry anymore.]
You don't think so? [sizhui casts him a sideways glance, considering.] The native gems seem to find reasons to celebrate all the time.
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[Parties are more fun when there are lots of people around to enjoy it. The festive atmosphere is infectious. He lets his son rest, staying as still as he can so that he doesn't make it difficult for him to keep his head there.]
The festivals and things are nice but sometimes seem to be overshadowed by darker things. But do you really hear much about birthdays or weddings? We celebrate the native parties...but what about our own?
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this is also true; what's the point of throwing a party if you can't invite many people, right? (small get-togethers are also okay too, just different when compared to what they're currently talking about.)
sizhui will stay leaned against his father's shoulder for however long he's allowed, not quite drifting off, although his voice has softened somewhat compared to the higher-energy responses he'd been giving earlier during mealtime.] Ah, yes, I do suppose there's that. [it's been a while since the last ‘party’, hasn't it? was the masquerade the last one? haah, he doesn't quite remember, but.] Not much? I've seen a few birthdays on the network, most of people asking what they can do for their friends... No weddings, I don't think, and I've not seen anyone celebrate anything from back home.
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[The holidays he has learned about since being at the hotel, the ones that are more traditional to this world, his own birthday...all of it looming in the distance. He will need to figure out what the best way to celebrate will be.
He also keeps his voice quieter so that Sizhui can rest if he desires to do so. He isn't going to move his son away any time soon. ]
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speaking of which, sizhui'll be figuring out birthday gifts for his father here soon enough, even though he does wonder what he could give him when he imagines he has just about everything (besides lan wangji, that is).
and don't worry, wei wuxian, he's about to at least give a warning:] I seem to be tired again after all the delicious food... I hope that isn't upsetting.
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[Wei Wuxian isn't going to deny his son any kind of rest. He needs taht as much as he needs food. And contact. He is happy to help him achieve all of those things just in this one day.]
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[sizhui's mumbling slightly, becoming more and more drowsy with each passing second, though it doesn't hinder his manners.]
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[Not that he needs thanks for any of this. It's just what family should do and now that they are the only family left, he has to make sure he does better about being a father.]