[ Ignoring the wine, he doesn't let go of Kexing's arm until he has the other's attention - even then he doesn't let go. Only waits for drunken recognition to set in and rolls his eyes tolerantly. ]
Yes, Lao Wen.
[ Only for that lurch and how Kexing trips into his arms has his eyes go wide, reflex wrapping his arms to steady the other man. He sighs and sits them both down. ]
What am I to do with you?
[ But there's a small smile tugging at his lips as he frees a sleeve to dab gently at the dribble of wine, carefully cleaning that familiar face. ]
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Yes, Lao Wen.
[ Only for that lurch and how Kexing trips into his arms has his eyes go wide, reflex wrapping his arms to steady the other man. He sighs and sits them both down. ]
What am I to do with you?
[ But there's a small smile tugging at his lips as he frees a sleeve to dab gently at the dribble of wine, carefully cleaning that familiar face. ]