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( Behold the beautiful view of one [1] Lan Wangji, blood-drenched in one of the dusty, downtrodden streets of Hatthevar, while rains weep down — clear, for a change. In the hand that isn't holding his pendant, his sword's drawn, bloodied. )

Slave masters know little of the man Matthias. ( A pause, then almost sheepish: ) When they yet speak. Their victims recall with difficulty. Shall search the waters for signs of his whereabouts.

( Small chance of it, but carrying on ) Beware wish makers. They tempt with that which is not theirs to give.

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...I fear, at times. I oft misjudge you.

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You hold me to task for my clan's crimes.

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I hold you to task for my own deficiencies.

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Somehow, that is even worse. We rarely change our deficiencies.

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I wish to.

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You're Hanguang-jun, I'm sure you could manage anything you put your mind to.

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Do not condescend me, when I come sincere.

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Do I have reason to trust your sincerity?

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...it appeared so.

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It is my turn to apologize. I am quick to sharp words.

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Perhaps gentleness eludes.

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It was unnecessary in my work, though many would argue it is helpful.

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Work is not living.

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It was, for a time. Perhaps it's time to let go of such habits.

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Find purpose, Wen Qing.

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I will take your advice, Lan Wangji.

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Will you linger here?

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When this is over? Likely, yes. Unless it has the power to change my death. But even then, there is more for me here. Do you intend to return home?

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The choice is not my own.

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I you have the choice, return home. See that Wen Ning does not suffer at the hands of the clans who continue to try to control him.

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At times, I believe Wei Ying would benefit to linger.

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His name doesn't live in infamy here.

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Nor your own. A simple life.

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As a child, I dreamt of being a wandering physician. Perhaps here that could be a possibility.

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You do not fear the dead?