"Ah, yes! He's my husband." As one casually announces things which are, between the two of them, contentious. He'd hardly known he was married eighteen years ago, or again in Taravast, until for a third time, also in Taravast, they'd bound themselves in...
Whatever their relationship was. Husbands, yes. Not ones who slept easily side by side, but also did not sleep as well, without some sense of breathing in, and some sense of protection against the nightmares that enjoyed stalking him, night after night.
"My general understanding is you and Anduin are familiar to each other from your own home?"
Opening the door, and indicating for Wrathion to precede him inside. He hasn't, in fact, explained anything about why Lan Zhan should be familiar with fielding complaints, but also, it wasn't Wei Wuxian's job to be chief cultivator. That'd been his husband's chosen path.
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Whatever their relationship was. Husbands, yes. Not ones who slept easily side by side, but also did not sleep as well, without some sense of breathing in, and some sense of protection against the nightmares that enjoyed stalking him, night after night.
"My general understanding is you and Anduin are familiar to each other from your own home?"
Opening the door, and indicating for Wrathion to precede him inside. He hasn't, in fact, explained anything about why Lan Zhan should be familiar with fielding complaints, but also, it wasn't Wei Wuxian's job to be chief cultivator. That'd been his husband's chosen path.