( Before them, the woman seems to him — lessened, in the way of spirits tattered at their edges, struggling to remember themselves. So often, the dead who linger in their body's wake are struck by a sickness of amnesia, the gentle fracturing of their identity. They remember, perhaps, names, occupations, the grudge or ardor that keeps them land-bound, in the stasis of haunting. Time frays them.
And so they earn the care of Lan Wangji, drifting close, abiding a safe, measured distance. Considering, across a sea of crackled, matted tile, how to best entreat the spirit's consideration. Not his zither, that much is plain. Not the violence of his sorcery.
Perhaps Anduin, then. ) Deploy a soft hand and patience.
( Guidance unasked. Presumptuous of him to volunteer it. All the same: )
no subject
( Before them, the woman seems to him — lessened, in the way of spirits tattered at their edges, struggling to remember themselves. So often, the dead who linger in their body's wake are struck by a sickness of amnesia, the gentle fracturing of their identity. They remember, perhaps, names, occupations, the grudge or ardor that keeps them land-bound, in the stasis of haunting. Time frays them.
And so they earn the care of Lan Wangji, drifting close, abiding a safe, measured distance. Considering, across a sea of crackled, matted tile, how to best entreat the spirit's consideration. Not his zither, that much is plain. Not the violence of his sorcery.
Perhaps Anduin, then. ) Deploy a soft hand and patience.
( Guidance unasked. Presumptuous of him to volunteer it. All the same: )
I may search the quarters.