[ Dying isn't nearly so horrible a thought as what he realises next. ]
You gave it to Song Lan. [ He was the only one there for the fight that would have wanted it. Xue Yang's rage turns white-hot as he bangs Jiangzai's pommel on the door. ] You gave it to him?!
[ Another thump, then a third that rattles the hinges on the door. The dog looks confused, held in the sway of a song which Xue Yang can't figure out; how is Wei Wuxian playing and talking? It's infuriating to always be a step behind him. ]
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You gave it to Song Lan. [ He was the only one there for the fight that would have wanted it. Xue Yang's rage turns white-hot as he bangs Jiangzai's pommel on the door. ] You gave it to him?!
[ Another thump, then a third that rattles the hinges on the door. The dog looks confused, held in the sway of a song which Xue Yang can't figure out; how is Wei Wuxian playing and talking? It's infuriating to always be a step behind him. ]
You had no right!