[ your highness, he almost blurts out, alarmed as the bowl falls from nerveless fingers, but he bites it off last minute. instead, he shoots out of his seat, warm, long-fingered hands cupping beneath xie lian's elbows as if to support him. ]
Careful-- [ he hadn't meant the question quite like this, but it's more than apparent now that this is isn't his god's own doing, at least. he frees one hand, fingers gentle as they close over one of the hands at the older man's temple. ] Don't hurt yourself, gege. Do you need to sit down?
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Careful-- [ he hadn't meant the question quite like this, but it's more than apparent now that this is isn't his god's own doing, at least. he frees one hand, fingers gentle as they close over one of the hands at the older man's temple. ] Don't hurt yourself, gege. Do you need to sit down?