( Simply said, as if Wen Kexing is merely here passing the time and not forced into strange acquiescence by forces unknown. Maybe it is arrogance, or maybe it is foolishness, but he clings to that thought regardless. Too many have tried to change him, and the monster he forged to fight back still resides in his skin, ever just under the surface. It doesn't matter here, if he's trying to be better elsewhere. His teeth are still just as sharp.
A vine sprouts out of the ground ahead, aiming to wind around his ankle. Wen Kexing slices it easily in too with the sharp edge of his fan, expression closing off the more he thinks into disinterest. )
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( Simply said, as if Wen Kexing is merely here passing the time and not forced into strange acquiescence by forces unknown. Maybe it is arrogance, or maybe it is foolishness, but he clings to that thought regardless. Too many have tried to change him, and the monster he forged to fight back still resides in his skin, ever just under the surface. It doesn't matter here, if he's trying to be better elsewhere. His teeth are still just as sharp.
A vine sprouts out of the ground ahead, aiming to wind around his ankle. Wen Kexing slices it easily in too with the sharp edge of his fan, expression closing off the more he thinks into disinterest. )
You speak as if you have been here a long time.