Sizhui's voice is calm, just this side from his usual cheerful response because he's just exhausted, not because he's not joyed to see him, or happy with the praise. He holds out his hands without hesitation. They don't even hurt that much, his fingers are just a little numb.
"There were just too many." Then he blinks, a spark lighting up in his eyes, just a little.
"Senior Wei, are you well?"
He knows Hanguang-jun was Concerned, all things considered...
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Sizhui's voice is calm, just this side from his usual cheerful response because he's just exhausted, not because he's not joyed to see him, or happy with the praise. He holds out his hands without hesitation. They don't even hurt that much, his fingers are just a little numb.
"There were just too many." Then he blinks, a spark lighting up in his eyes, just a little.
"Senior Wei, are you well?"
He knows Hanguang-jun was Concerned, all things considered...