[There is... Quite a commotion, coming up the path from behind him. Anduin turns to look over his shoulder, squinting to make out just what exactly it is that is going on. Uncertain he quite understands even when he does take in the measure of Lan Wangji and his entourage.
...he will admit, he's not entirely certain why he is intent on taking water from this particular well, given the blood. It seems something of an ill omen. But Lan Wangji also seems the sort of person who does not bide by that sort of a thing, he supposes.]
Lan Wangji.
[Anduin nods to the man, glancing between the buckets, the sword, and the gaggle of servants then back at the man once more.]
You... Wish to draw water from this well? [A careful question, even if the answer is likely obvious.]
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...he will admit, he's not entirely certain why he is intent on taking water from this particular well, given the blood. It seems something of an ill omen. But Lan Wangji also seems the sort of person who does not bide by that sort of a thing, he supposes.]
Lan Wangji.
[Anduin nods to the man, glancing between the buckets, the sword, and the gaggle of servants then back at the man once more.]
You... Wish to draw water from this well? [A careful question, even if the answer is likely obvious.]