un: yuheng; text;

[wooden_one]

There is a child. His name is Xia Sini.

[Those who know Chinese may realize that name is a homophone for 'Scare You to Death'.]

Don't mind him. He can take care of himself.

[Aka, that five year old is him running around trying to conserve medicine. This is not child neglect. He just doesn't want to admit to being a five year old and he's shit at lying.]



Private to Wen Qing

Miss Wen. I understand things have been busy but have you had the chance to replicate my medicine?

Comments

[wooden_one]

I've never planned to.

[Who would give him a child to raise...? Well, he had taught his three disciples but that was different.]

[downswing]

You would ill suit.

[wooden_one]

I am more than aware that I am unsuited to anything like this. I do not need any reminders.

[downswing]

Should you ever doubt.

[wooden_one]

I have never had doubt. i am aware I am short-tempered, unpleasant and cold. As I said, I do not need any reminders of those facts.

[Behold: Chu Wanning's nonexistent self-esteem.]

[downswing]

It is not a fault of temperament. A fault of care.

[wooden_one]

[Ouch...but like hell would he ever admit that it was hurtful to be told that.]

Do you think that is a surprise to me? There is nothing about me that is suitable to raise a child.

[downswing]

Gratitude for understanding.