( He takes his time, then. To think — and perhaps he cheats, chewing only because his brother would not presume to break his eating's silence — as the question twirls and tangles in his head.
It is his brother who asks it, pale and composed at the heart of the heatwave. He has earned a proper answer, better than the lies Lan Wangji concocts thick and bubbling for himself. )
...I find them cruel. ( It does not become a man grown to speak so, with this much certainty and vulnerability. ) Towards the dead. The living beings they consume. Each other.
( And he is, apparently, the world's first slaughterer with no appetite for cruelty. ) Do you not find the same?
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( He takes his time, then. To think — and perhaps he cheats, chewing only because his brother would not presume to break his eating's silence — as the question twirls and tangles in his head.
It is his brother who asks it, pale and composed at the heart of the heatwave. He has earned a proper answer, better than the lies Lan Wangji concocts thick and bubbling for himself. )
...I find them cruel. ( It does not become a man grown to speak so, with this much certainty and vulnerability. ) Towards the dead. The living beings they consume. Each other.
( And he is, apparently, the world's first slaughterer with no appetite for cruelty. ) Do you not find the same?