[it feels natural to offer the clipboard out to this young man, along with the pencil.
xichen does it before he thinks, brows knit together at the eagerness and urgent energy he feels shift in the air. he does not know this young man, not like he will one day, but it reminds him of the way the toddler he knows scrambles close and seeks touch when he's upset and not wishing to show it.
it surprises him that a handful of months after taking on the title of uncle, he knows so much.] What do you draw? [he asks, one brow raised.] I didn't realize they had supplies for us to draw with. I could only find the paper and pencil after I realized I was too late to purchase proper paints. [he glances at the brush set again, looking somewhat amused, before looking at his nephew again.]
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xichen does it before he thinks, brows knit together at the eagerness and urgent energy he feels shift in the air. he does not know this young man, not like he will one day, but it reminds him of the way the toddler he knows scrambles close and seeks touch when he's upset and not wishing to show it.
it surprises him that a handful of months after taking on the title of uncle, he knows so much.] What do you draw? [he asks, one brow raised.] I didn't realize they had supplies for us to draw with. I could only find the paper and pencil after I realized I was too late to purchase proper paints. [he glances at the brush set again, looking somewhat amused, before looking at his nephew again.]