[perfect, that's a win for being able to remember at least one place he's been. the other is basically common areas, since it's where he's usually stayed otherwise, but where wei wuxian currently leads them had been his next plan, if only to check out what their food situation was like before deciding what he might use for himself. knowing they can request particular items helps further his decision and, despite his wariness, he figures he can learn this kitchen setup with some careful cause and effect type situations.
his turn to nod, but no questions follow, just his measured footsteps alongside wei wuxian's while they move along. sizhui's a little taken aback by the corridor he's chosen, yet it makes sense when he goes on to further explain those people he'd mentioned before.
which, hey, it's good to hear they're mostly decent? but seeing his senior's face shift so much that it actually makes him apprehensive is another story entirely. he swallows around the sudden lump, throat audibly clicking with the effort, then he clears it and raises his arm on the side wei wuxian's holding, his fingers cinching around his hand for reassurance.] I understand, Wei-qianbei, I'll do my best to not associate with this man you are speaking of. From the sound of it, he seems like someone who warrants avoiding... how despicable of him to prey on those less resilient than himself.
[speaking ill of others isn't polite, he knows this, he just also knows there are people out there who earn what is said about them and he believes this to be one of those moments; wei wuxian hasn't ever steered him wrong before, after all.
and maybe it's wrong of him to pridefully preen at the praise, he does so anyway, but deflates almost as quickly as he'd puffed up, expression twisted into a scowl.]
What should I do if he attempts to converse with me? Play nice or simply disengage completely? I'd prefer to not cause any unnecessary tension, but if it's the latter and he's offended, I suppose he'll have to live with that.
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his turn to nod, but no questions follow, just his measured footsteps alongside wei wuxian's while they move along. sizhui's a little taken aback by the corridor he's chosen, yet it makes sense when he goes on to further explain those people he'd mentioned before.
which, hey, it's good to hear they're mostly decent? but seeing his senior's face shift so much that it actually makes him apprehensive is another story entirely. he swallows around the sudden lump, throat audibly clicking with the effort, then he clears it and raises his arm on the side wei wuxian's holding, his fingers cinching around his hand for reassurance.] I understand, Wei-qianbei, I'll do my best to not associate with this man you are speaking of. From the sound of it, he seems like someone who warrants avoiding... how despicable of him to prey on those less resilient than himself.
[speaking ill of others isn't polite, he knows this, he just also knows there are people out there who earn what is said about them and he believes this to be one of those moments; wei wuxian hasn't ever steered him wrong before, after all.
and maybe it's wrong of him to pridefully preen at the praise, he does so anyway, but deflates almost as quickly as he'd puffed up, expression twisted into a scowl.]
What should I do if he attempts to converse with me? Play nice or simply disengage completely? I'd prefer to not cause any unnecessary tension, but if it's the latter and he's offended, I suppose he'll have to live with that.