It makes sense that it would be the last thing they served. Five had already suspected, but he nods at the confirmation. He tries to think back to the servant who offered it to him, and if they'd made any reaction when he refused. The irony is that it wasn't only paranoia that kept him from eating, and while he should remedy that at some point, he's been too tense to stomach anything like the feast they were serving. Maybe he'll grab something that doesn't look suspect while he's in the kitchens.
His attention trails back to Lan Wangji, who seems to be moving around easier than he thought he would when he first found him. Not that it makes him look any less like he's about to keel over. If he thinks he can fool his son if he runs into him, he's got another thing coming. It can't be improving.
"You'd better hope they come up with something then." He huffs another sigh and looks around the room until he can make a note of where Vanya is. No one seems to be hassling her, but he doesn't want to be gone long and risk something happening.
That was the plan, but as soon as he pulls on his powers to go, they decide at that moment to push back. He tries again, only to have the blue light in his hands fizzle out and he swears under his breath. Of course he's already running on empty. He should have eaten before he came, he should have slept. He should have done something about the curse that makes him too aware of the sickness around him.
"Later." He bites out, frowning at anyone who might have turned their head at the sight of his failed attempt to teleport. Give it a few minutes and he can probably do it, but he's not going to struggle with it as long as someone is watching him. "It's too crowded anyway. This isn't a good time."
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His attention trails back to Lan Wangji, who seems to be moving around easier than he thought he would when he first found him. Not that it makes him look any less like he's about to keel over. If he thinks he can fool his son if he runs into him, he's got another thing coming. It can't be improving.
"You'd better hope they come up with something then." He huffs another sigh and looks around the room until he can make a note of where Vanya is. No one seems to be hassling her, but he doesn't want to be gone long and risk something happening.
That was the plan, but as soon as he pulls on his powers to go, they decide at that moment to push back. He tries again, only to have the blue light in his hands fizzle out and he swears under his breath. Of course he's already running on empty. He should have eaten before he came, he should have slept. He should have done something about the curse that makes him too aware of the sickness around him.
"Later." He bites out, frowning at anyone who might have turned their head at the sight of his failed attempt to teleport. Give it a few minutes and he can probably do it, but he's not going to struggle with it as long as someone is watching him. "It's too crowded anyway. This isn't a good time."