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WHO: Hermione Granger & her magical pack of pixies (aka you)
WHEN: During Silent Night
WHERE: the Inn & surroundings
WHAT: can i interest you in some slice of life in these trying times? catch-all and open to all who want some cute form of interaction (warning: i may bite you in the feels) with Hermione before the new arc starts; bring on the magical weeds too
WARNINGS: will add if necessary


[ooc: please feel free to to either PM me or reach me on plurk/discord if you want a separate starter, or throw your own in here. get in losers, we're doing shenanigans.]

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[wooden_one]

That's a good attitude to have, he thinks. Especially with how different some places are.

"It is good to keep an open mind." In fact, if he were being honest (which he will never be, not aloud), he found it all very curious. He liked learning new things. Will he admit it though? Unlikely.

Also, he says that but calling her by only her first name is...a little strange isn't it? Almost as strange as being asked what he would prefer to be called. It isn't even just that he's used to people knowing conventions to just call him Yuheng Elder or Grandmaster Chu. It was the whole, being asked what he wanted bit that is unusual to him. Most people were content to assume his preference was for the most formal of addresses. Most people were too scared to assume otherwise.

For a moment, he actually pauses in his folding.

It was clear she came from a place where using someone's full name isn't a given. He also had very little interest in those lofty titles people had given him. Still, to give her permission outright to not use his full name, or even to use it without titles seemed a little odd.

After a brief moment of internal panic that only manifested as a brief frown, he looked back at the shirt he was folding. "It doesn't matter. Call me what you want."

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That feels like a trap. Call him what she wants? What if she commits a faux pas? What if she's rude? What if she's too familiar? What if she calls him Wanning and it's the equivalent of someone completely new to her calling her Hermy, or something equally atrocious?

"Chu Wanning, then," she decides, because that's the safest. "So, is this what you've chosen for cover here? The laundry? I suppose it's helpful - if you're ever caught outside wandering, you can always claim it's because you were airing out the laundry."

[wooden_one]

He would have died from embarrassment if she called him Wanning. Though he wasn't sure what he would have done if she had tried.

Which is why his shoulder relaxes a little when he realizes that she will just call him by his full name. It was still a little strange to be called that by someone younger than him and a stranger no less but it wasn't the worse that she could have called him.

It was better than the man who'd called him 'love', certainly.

"I was helping out with strengthening the wards." He says as he resumes folding the laundry. "Someone was carrying these and she seemed like she had a lot more left to do." So he volunteered, more or less. "I had free time anyway."

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"Oh, I see." There's a little smile here. "That's very nice of you to offer to take the load off her shoulders, in that case."

She weighs whether to tell him why she's here, sitting by a closed off well and pretending to be mending torn bedsheets. Maybe it could earn her some sort of an ally? Perhaps two pairs of eyes seek better than one!

"I was actually snooping, if I'm honest," she admits. "It's odd that the wells are shuttered off, don't you think?"

[wooden_one]

"Who's nice? I already said I just happened to be free."

He says it as if being called 'nice' was the worst thing in the world. Honestly, he never fails to be surprised when people see through his intentions here. It wasn't something that happened so often where he's from.

"It is odd." After all, covering the well so tightly made it hard to actually use it for what it's for. "Have you discovered anything?"