[just as sizhui'd said, it didn't take him long at all to make it to wei wuxian's room, the cracked door more than enough of a sign. he pushes it open a little more with a soft ah! and lets himself inside, nudging it closed behind him to offer them some semblance of privacy while they spend time together.
the further he steps into the room, the longer he lingers with taking everything in; all belongings that are clearly gwen's first, especially that drumset – how does it stay up there so well? – then his gaze drifts to the other items. he can feel his chest warm with fondness at the sight of clothes, unfinished talismans, the sketches, and yes, he can recognize which are zewu-jun's. it really is familiar in a way he (sort of) remembers, yet different in the sense it's a whole other room on a spaceship.
regardless, it's completely reminiscent of wei wuxian himself. anyone who knows him could walk in and discern who's been living in it for the past year-and-a-half, two years?
he grins outright, making his way over to sit like he'd been instructed, legs crossed one over the other, his hands folding together across his lap.] Thank you for having me. I hope I didn't make you wait too long.
[it feels safe enough to assume, but as per usual, sizhui's his kind, courteous self, always wanting to make sure he isn't putting anyone out.]
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the further he steps into the room, the longer he lingers with taking everything in; all belongings that are clearly gwen's first, especially that drumset – how does it stay up there so well? – then his gaze drifts to the other items. he can feel his chest warm with fondness at the sight of clothes, unfinished talismans, the sketches, and yes, he can recognize which are zewu-jun's. it really is familiar in a way he (sort of) remembers, yet different in the sense it's a whole other room on a spaceship.
regardless, it's completely reminiscent of wei wuxian himself. anyone who knows him could walk in and discern who's been living in it for the past year-and-a-half, two years?
he grins outright, making his way over to sit like he'd been instructed, legs crossed one over the other, his hands folding together across his lap.] Thank you for having me. I hope I didn't make you wait too long.
[it feels safe enough to assume, but as per usual, sizhui's his kind, courteous self, always wanting to make sure he isn't putting anyone out.]