[ Impulse, habit, the educated gamble: half a blink, and the body beside his stumbles, and Lan Wangji's arm's learned in the way of an instinctive catch, splaying to the side to break a fall that never brokers itself. He waits, but Moran recovers, his breath and his stance and his footing — until he can be trusted to hold and keep himself, Wangji's hand slow to withdraw from where it perches to fetter the man's shoulders.
Wei Ying's likeness in many things, then. So be it. Inevitably, they lure attention in ways Lan Wangji wishes tapered and tame. A small girl, shielding behind her mother's skirts, seem to draw her carer's eyes, pointing the fumbling Moran. A break seller stares, brazen, before Moran's stability convinces him that all is well enough, and better to leave strangers to their own affairs. ]
Walk. [ Walk, then. Walk, Lan Wangji's fingers tentative on Moran's elbow, short of claw and hook. If they are mobile, they limit their exposure. ] Master Moran. [ Firm, slow. ] You have a sickness?
[ Fair arguments before, better discourse — but shadowed by silver, glimpsed, and the electric taste of magic in vicinity. No matter distant threats, if only lives in a body so close to Wangji's own.
Careful calculation depends on disclosure. Do they trust each other enough for transparency? Have they earned it so? ]
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Wei Ying's likeness in many things, then. So be it. Inevitably, they lure attention in ways Lan Wangji wishes tapered and tame. A small girl, shielding behind her mother's skirts, seem to draw her carer's eyes, pointing the fumbling Moran. A break seller stares, brazen, before Moran's stability convinces him that all is well enough, and better to leave strangers to their own affairs. ]
Walk. [ Walk, then. Walk, Lan Wangji's fingers tentative on Moran's elbow, short of claw and hook. If they are mobile, they limit their exposure. ] Master Moran. [ Firm, slow. ] You have a sickness?
[ Fair arguments before, better discourse — but shadowed by silver, glimpsed, and the electric taste of magic in vicinity. No matter distant threats, if only lives in a body so close to Wangji's own.
Careful calculation depends on disclosure. Do they trust each other enough for transparency? Have they earned it so? ]