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I've been whistling while I work, and I have yet to find any response whatsoever. Which is to say, ( he continues, almost at a laconic drawl: ) to any and all of my fellow ragtag members of the eastward bound Merchant's caravan with a gift for detecting life, death, or anything of the spirit: have you felt anything?

( he freely admits to how unnerving it is to him to have no reaction, no response whatsoever, when he reaches out to find the resentful energies that have been throughout all of this world they've wandered since his arrival, well over a year before. )

Because I, for one, can't find a damn thing.

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Even Yiling Laozu couldn't render peace to all the burial mounds at once. It takes incredible work and time, I agree. Whatever this is, we should approach with caution.

Speak true and full, Lan Zhan. As you've been learning to see me clearly, as I've been learning to see you, do you truly believe right now, I'd choose to be incautious first?

( Lend him a moment. )

You have a son.

Yes. A son, a husband, and those I consider as siblings and children.

( Enough, then, to lose. )

Not incautious.

No.

Even if you were to all to go through the gates ahead of me, I wouldn't be incautious. For the same reason.

( the one neither of them say. )

Apologies. Jiang Cheng. Myself. We spoke unwisely.

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... Thank you, Lan Zhan. That's kind of you to acknowledge.

What aid do you require?

After the close of this summit, assistance moving Zenobius once Anduin locates an appropriate academic health clinic. For everything else...

Help me find a good swordsmith. I need a better blade than the borrowed ones we've had.

( after the summit, he's tacking on "also a gun and gun lessons" )

Name it done.

Parchment and inks, for spare talismans.

Yes, and ah... the local news leafs, papers, whatever they have. My work involves some sense of facial hair fashion, can you believe it? I'll have to study whatever's around. Even get creative!

Who will don Wei Ying's creations?

Men with unstyled facial hair, or if I can imagine some sort of wig or decoration, perhaps even the dragons. I wonder if you can use light metal embellishments on the ends of a mustache, or a beard? Or if beading would be considered... oh, with braiding, too?

...ribbon.

Certainly, braid in ribbons, tie with ribbons, let me practise with your hair?

I do not descend of Qinghe.

Shh, shh, no one need to know what happens behind closed doors.

( sounding a touch amused. he won't give you a nie-style braiding, or will he? (he won't. he sincerely won't.) )

( ...nothing happens before closed doors. )

You forget so swiftly?

... Ahaha, maybe?

I recall opening closed doors to three foreign disciples enjoying the wet of Gusu Lan hospitality.

I recall inviting a certain Lan to stay and drink with me, hm?

( snip, snip )

( The least impressed. )

He did not drink willing.

In fairness, Lan Zhan, I didn't expect any of that to work. Didn't we just end up falling asleep?

( he who does not in fact recall anything of a lifetime ago related to that, other than the fact in its mentioning that it'd happened, and it'd been his first introduction to just how little tolerance for wine lan zhan had. )