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[weifinder]

( a smile from the man on camera, and a wave of his fingers against the backdrop of an ice wall. )

To those who know me not at all, or less well than others of our number do, I'm Wei Wuxian.

( hands lifted, he offers a polite, perfunctory sort of bow, paired to the clasping of fingers over the other hand's set. they drop out of frame, and he looks a touch more serious, dark eyes fathomless. or maybe it's all in the lighting. (the lack of proper lighting. torchlight keeps him flickering in reds and oranges.) )

The king mentioned Irenia in passing, the dragon? She was thieved away from a lord of death our group knows of, and has run into several times. His name's Anurr, he's the, ah, very slightly less horrible option for being enslaved by death lords, and from Sa-Hareth. Trailing after us with his creatures or his shifting loyalties, never trust his kind voice, Eleven can tell you about that! Five, I'm sure, can tell you more, as can Xie Lian, or Xiao Xingchen. All members of our group, as it were. Anyway!

( he claps his hands, and grins. a little crinkling around his eyes makes him almost seem truly merry, instead of merrily dry. )

Irenia lured far enough west can be called back to Anurr's dubious graces. Far enough east, and with a different strong pull on her mind, maybe, maybe we can free her. Either way, I recommend we do one or the other, because space to crash a being who never asked to be used as she is is limited, and using the keep itself in poor taste, as it defends this world from hell. Apparently. Very exciting stuff!

( ball's in your court now, chaos crew! )

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[weifinder]

Husband. Father. Soulmate.

Find me so that I may say.

[downswing]

He sits a babe on my hip.

I do not wish to speak of his marriage. Agreed?

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Children grow. Allow him that freedom, Lan Zhan. You already have once.

He will care for you no less for adding more into his heart. You are not so small in numbers of those who hold you precious to cling, hoping time does not touch the world the way it touches all of us. Change will not unmake why he is precious. Or that he is already more than under your hand.

[downswing]

He has yet to learn your archery.


( Or Wen Ning's, the better hand. )

[weifinder]

He had Wen Ning for the months of their travels. There's no one better. Not in our generations combined.

[downswing]

The uncle is not the mother.

[weifinder]

Which has nothing to do with accepting that he can find love without losing any of the lasting, deep affections he already has.

Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you won't lose him. Not in twenty years, not in another twenty.

[downswing]

A pauper bleeds to lose even scraps.

[weifinder]

You silly, wonderful heart. You will only gain. Of that, I'm certain.

[downswing]

So long as he does not marry Jin or Jiang.

[weifinder]

My brother doesn't swing that young, and any children of his will be far outside Sizhui's range, don't worry.

As for the Jins, better tell Sizhui himself. That clan remains overwhelmingly fecund. Only the Lans can rival, ah?

[downswing]

Speaks the mother of one.

[weifinder]

Hardly, he was a Wen long before he was a Lan, and of my blood from then, ah?

[downswing]

More objections when you bear more children.

[weifinder]

I've seen your hips, Lan Zhan, they look promising to me!

[downswing]

Task accepted.

[weifinder]

I'll plant the radish fields!

[downswing]

Brother or sister. Ask Sizhui.

[weifinder]

He wanted both before, so be ambitious!

[downswing]

Done.