[ There is surprise and even a bit of anger - on Xiao Xingchen's behalf - in Sizhui's voice, but it was still soft. He steps next to the unseeing man, reaching to hold his arm gently, carefully. The words... the way he moves. They speak of exhaustion, and worse. ]
Are you hurting? Come, let me take you somewhere you can rest.
the bazaar
[ There is surprise and even a bit of anger - on Xiao Xingchen's behalf - in Sizhui's voice, but it was still soft. He steps next to the unseeing man, reaching to hold his arm gently, carefully. The words... the way he moves. They speak of exhaustion, and worse. ]
Are you hurting? Come, let me take you somewhere you can rest.