[at least sizhui doesn't seem too genuinely flustered, regardless of how red-faced he's become. he shakes his head, loosens his hand from his sleeve and presses it more firmly against wei wuxian's cheek, both for the man's affirmation and his own, because he's still not quite sure if he's dreaming or not.
how lucky did they have to be to meet each other again on the same space station?]
It's not, I handle myself rather well. [surprising no one, of course. lan sizhui's poised and graceful and kind and gracious; all things that are expected of the clan and then some. while it's tempting to wipe wei wuxian's eyes again, sizhui resists, letting himself be tugged back in and hooking his already raised arm around him instead.]
We all have our reasons, [he acknowledges, gently squeezing his shoulders.] You needn't apologize for anything. [not to him, not when wei wuxian had done so much for him and the remaining members of his clan back then. (there's no way he can properly repay him for such kindness, but he's certainly going to do his absolute best to try and do so.) starting with whatever it is he'd like to hear first about him.]
You also don't have to be sorry for... this. You're normal, Xian-gege, tears and all, and you're here with me. I'm so glad— [he hesitates, sniffles, drops against wei wuxian's shoulder again then sighs, half-relieved, half-contented.] Anything you want to know, I'll tell you. I would sincerely like to.
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how lucky did they have to be to meet each other again on the same space station?]
It's not, I handle myself rather well. [surprising no one, of course. lan sizhui's poised and graceful and kind and gracious; all things that are expected of the clan and then some. while it's tempting to wipe wei wuxian's eyes again, sizhui resists, letting himself be tugged back in and hooking his already raised arm around him instead.]
We all have our reasons, [he acknowledges, gently squeezing his shoulders.] You needn't apologize for anything. [not to him, not when wei wuxian had done so much for him and the remaining members of his clan back then. (there's no way he can properly repay him for such kindness, but he's certainly going to do his absolute best to try and do so.) starting with whatever it is he'd like to hear first about him.]
You also don't have to be sorry for... this. You're normal, Xian-gege, tears and all, and you're here with me. I'm so glad— [he hesitates, sniffles, drops against wei wuxian's shoulder again then sighs, half-relieved, half-contented.] Anything you want to know, I'll tell you. I would sincerely like to.