[goodness gracious, inigo, you flatterer!] Mahhh, [he drawls with feigned irritation, the hand he's using to cut with setting the knife aside so he can reach up and cover his reddening face. why must you do this to him??? he really, truly doesn't think he's as great as people give him credit for.
inigo's more serious tone doesn't help matters any, given it shows just how sincere he is about this. sizhui's hand scrubs over his cheeks like it'll wipe the blush away despite his knowing better then he plucks up the knife to finish cutting.
alright, fine, he will accept that his goods outweigh his bads, but there is absolutely no way he's accepting that he's ‘perfect.’ nobody can be such a thing for one and, if there were ever a person worthy of being called it, he'd have to say lan wangji fits the bill; he isn't anywhere near hanguang-jun's level. sizhui has a whole lot more growing to do before he can say he's worthy of being compared to someone with a title like light-bearing lord.]
That's where you're wrong. I'm not perfect, by any means.
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inigo's more serious tone doesn't help matters any, given it shows just how sincere he is about this. sizhui's hand scrubs over his cheeks like it'll wipe the blush away despite his knowing better then he plucks up the knife to finish cutting.
alright, fine, he will accept that his goods outweigh his bads, but there is absolutely no way he's accepting that he's ‘perfect.’ nobody can be such a thing for one and, if there were ever a person worthy of being called it, he'd have to say lan wangji fits the bill; he isn't anywhere near hanguang-jun's level. sizhui has a whole lot more growing to do before he can say he's worthy of being compared to someone with a title like light-bearing lord.]
That's where you're wrong. I'm not perfect, by any means.