Ah. [ When Chu Wanning stumbles into him, it's practically instinctive for Mo Ran to lift his arms, catching him. He only staggers slightly as the ship rocks against the waves, and he steadies his legs. When he lifts his head to look at Chu Wanning, there's a bright grin on his lips, pleased at having caught his shizun, pleased at keeping both of them upright. ] Caught you, Shizun.
[ This younger version of Chu Wanning might not have his letters or know anything about what's gone on, but that's fine. He's lived with worse, and any version of Chu Wanning is better than not seeing him. And even better: Mo Ran doesn't have to live with the knowledge of his death, every day.
He leaves an arm around his shizun
Just in case another wave hits. ] You've been here three months?
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[ This younger version of Chu Wanning might not have his letters or know anything about what's gone on, but that's fine. He's lived with worse, and any version of Chu Wanning is better than not seeing him. And even better: Mo Ran doesn't have to live with the knowledge of his death, every day.
He leaves an arm around his shizun
Just in case another wave hits. ] You've been here three months?