You haven't disturbed me at all. [it's been easier, after over a month on the voidtrecker express, to see lan sizhui as little a-yuan and his nephew. there are plenty of similarity, given he can see how the boy has grown.
xichen might not know him yet, but he is this young man's uncle. he offers him a soft smile, scooting over slightly when sizhui leans over to admire his work as there's room on the bench.
the canvas is filled with the view from the hanshi, doors opened into the courtyard in front of it. the shapes are vaguely there, details not yet filled with charcoal.] Simply something familiar from home. [he offers, motioning for his nephew to sit if he wishes before moving the brushes into his own lap. they're precious things, though he has no use for them now.] Do you still draw, nephew? [the toldder he knows doesn't paint, of course, but he's taken interest in xichen's painting sets and has tried to mimic what he's seen enough times that the first jade of lan thinks he might have an aptitude for it in the future.]
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xichen might not know him yet, but he is this young man's uncle. he offers him a soft smile, scooting over slightly when sizhui leans over to admire his work as there's room on the bench.
the canvas is filled with the view from the hanshi, doors opened into the courtyard in front of it. the shapes are vaguely there, details not yet filled with charcoal.] Simply something familiar from home. [he offers, motioning for his nephew to sit if he wishes before moving the brushes into his own lap. they're precious things, though he has no use for them now.] Do you still draw, nephew? [the toldder he knows doesn't paint, of course, but he's taken interest in xichen's painting sets and has tried to mimic what he's seen enough times that the first jade of lan thinks he might have an aptitude for it in the future.]