( In all things, coordination. Music and flow, falling note by note in place. The elder offers what little assistance weighed limbs and an injured body can give.
The restless, acidic quality of Lan Wangji's excess energy manifests in prowling — a disgraceful, uneasy allowance. He bites his tongue against it. Breathes. Stills, in small increments, before each conceit of decoration: a tower of miniature confections here, make fresh enough that the body of the cakes has yet to shrivel, still spills crumbs. Another tower of hard candy drools bears of condensation against lacquered sugars.
What strange mistress circumstance makes, that they should receive their injured here. )
No carriage crossed my path. ( But this poor young man has not earned the harder edge of Wangji's tongue. ) No injury.
( And softened still — ) How long have you served here?
( He suspects, the better part of the morning, unless the settlement has been organised in shifts. They have been sending wounded here and at the refuge house manned by the pale-haired maiden Daenerys since dawns. )
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The restless, acidic quality of Lan Wangji's excess energy manifests in prowling — a disgraceful, uneasy allowance. He bites his tongue against it. Breathes. Stills, in small increments, before each conceit of decoration: a tower of miniature confections here, make fresh enough that the body of the cakes has yet to shrivel, still spills crumbs. Another tower of hard candy drools bears of condensation against lacquered sugars.
What strange mistress circumstance makes, that they should receive their injured here. )
No carriage crossed my path. ( But this poor young man has not earned the harder edge of Wangji's tongue. ) No injury.
( And softened still — ) How long have you served here?
( He suspects, the better part of the morning, unless the settlement has been organised in shifts. They have been sending wounded here and at the refuge house manned by the pale-haired maiden Daenerys since dawns. )