Pausing in a strike as the dead seem to topple backwards of their own accord, he looks around for the source of the music and spots the (always so ominous) figure that Wei Wuxian cuts atop a roof, flute in-hand and black smog cultivating around where his qi should be presiding. Since the corpses are being directed away, Xichen takes his leave of them and joins the other man outside harm's way for the time being, robes driven to one side by the cold, fluttering breeze coming off the lakes.
Smiling to see him, he sheathes Shuoyue and reaches to pat him on the shoulder.
"Didi." That's a thing back home now. Wei Wuxian has been his family for a while, and many teasing terms of address have ensued (largely to annoy Wangji over dinner, but Xichen would not use them around his brother casually as his teasing is far lighter). He has warm fondness in his gaze, all for Wei Wuxian. "That was helpful, thank you."
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Pausing in a strike as the dead seem to topple backwards of their own accord, he looks around for the source of the music and spots the (always so ominous) figure that Wei Wuxian cuts atop a roof, flute in-hand and black smog cultivating around where his qi should be presiding. Since the corpses are being directed away, Xichen takes his leave of them and joins the other man outside harm's way for the time being, robes driven to one side by the cold, fluttering breeze coming off the lakes.
Smiling to see him, he sheathes Shuoyue and reaches to pat him on the shoulder.
"Didi." That's a thing back home now. Wei Wuxian has been his family for a while, and many teasing terms of address have ensued (largely to annoy Wangji over dinner, but Xichen would not use them around his brother casually as his teasing is far lighter). He has warm fondness in his gaze, all for Wei Wuxian. "That was helpful, thank you."