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[seductless]

And your brother disagrees. [ It's a murmur, but not a question. Grace has no difficulty reading between those lines.

But she can already see how something like this might be messy enough to drive Lan Xichen to her door. Anything involving grudges and resentments rarely heals quite so cleanly as some might hope. Grace leans back to sip at her tea, taking the moment or so to put her thoughts into order. ]

Is it something you feel you -- either of you -- can move past?

[zewu_jun]

I am not sure.

[That is the most honest feeling he can express about the matter. He just doesn't know what to think.]

I tried to let go of my feelings so that at least they would be satisfied, but- when I look back, I do not see what they see. And I also have to be true to that, or else there was no reason for me to come here.

[Whether Wangji can move past the danger will just depend on Jin Guangyao, and Xichen can't say what will happen yet.]

I just wish for those things to be laid down for now. Not everything can be solved with a sword.

[seductless]

[ If this were any other conversation, Grace might say something teasing about perhaps swords could be useful just long enough for everyone to get it out of their systems, but she is not blind to the fact that this is very much not the time for that sort of humor. There's something about how Lan Xichen is holding himself that makes her worry that the wrong movement might shatter him entirely, and that would be a very poor way to return this sort of trust. ]

Have you told him that? Perhaps a temporary ceasefire is what you need.

[ Far be it from Grace to recommend avoidance, but perhaps just long enough to let the most volatile of emotions settle a bit. ]

[zewu_jun]

I do not think that answer will be so easily achieved. They are... very stubborn. And the injuries were true.

[He smiles, trembling slightly as he shakes his head.]

I will speak to them again, but I suppose I just wanted to hear a warm voice for a while.

[seductless]

But I would also think that he wouldn't want to hurt you, hm?

[ Grace studies him for a moment, then smiles in return and relaxes back into the chair. If he wants to end the conversation there, she won't press. ]

Of course. I'm happy to do what I can.

[zewu_jun]

No, he would not.

[It's not so much that either Mingjue or Wangji don't care about his feelings, but that they are right about their own pain and fears. He is certainly wrong, even Jin Guangyao probably thinks as much, but what can he do?]

I am foolish. I'm sorry, Grace-jie. I've intruded with problems that must sound childish to you.

[seductless]

Childish? [ She can't help but laugh softly. ] No. These sorts of hurts belong to more than just children. It's a true pain, being at odds with those you care about.

[ But he does have a tendency to downplay his own emotions, her friend. As much as she'd like to convince him that he is entitled to whatever he feels, he'd come to her specifically for a chance to compose himself. It's something that makes her smile, with just a hint of something wry. ]

I'm only sorry I can't offer more.

[zewu_jun]

[Something in the words Grace chooses brings the pain back up again. Lan Xichen starts to answer, fails to find anything to say, and closes his lips again. He holds his tea half-poised, breaths coming through his teeth as he fights off any tension in his body. Once he can manages a few drinks from his cup without wavering, he tries again.]

What would you do if you could not give someone what they really wanted?

[seductless]

[ She stills without meaning to, almost a statue for a heartbeat or two.

When she speaks again, her voice is careful. ] I suppose that would depend on what they wanted. And how badly I wanted them to have it.

[zewu_jun]

As much as I can want anything.

[Which is about as sure has he as ever been about anything in his life.]

If I could give it, I would.

[seductless]

[ Grace inhales and then lets it out slowly. ]

Is it something they could find elsewhere, or from you alone?

[zewu_jun]

I... do not know. I suppose someone else might be able to.

[And here he gives the slightest frown.]

But I would prefer not to ask someone else to do it.

[seductless]

[ There comes a point where being oblique obscures meaning, but there's a safety in it that's hard to let go of. Grace wants so badly to help, but this might be another area in which she falls short. Irony, for a creature meant to inspire wants and desires.

She leans forward slowly to rest her hands in her lap, still clasped around her half-full cup. ]

Zewu-jun, I don't know. I'm sorry. I suppose the decision must eventually come whether it hurts more not to give, or to know the want goes unfulfilled.

[zewu_jun]

[The warmth and kind gesture go a long way. He appreciates the gentle touch and genuine concern, things that are strangely foreign these days.]

You're right. Even if I do not have it in my power, I shouldn't be selfish. If it can be found elsewhere, then I shall try to encourage that. If not, I will do what else I can.

I'm sorry for acting so out of sorts. I have been very tired lately.

[He shakes his head as if to brush that way.]

[seductless]

I think you have every reason to be tired.

[ She opens her mouth, hesitates, and then pushes forward anyway. ]

Rest here, if you like.

[zewu_jun]

You don't mind?

[He should decline respectfully and give her a chance to change the offer, but he's exhausted and falls short on the courtesy there.]

Thank you, and for listening as well.

[seductless]

I don't. You would do the same for me.

[ That, she has no doubts about. She smiles slightly and finds her feet, reaching to take the still-full teacup from him. ]

Take what time you need.

[zewu_jun]

I will gladly do so if ever you need anything from me.

[There's a bit of confusion when she takes the cup, because he's forgotten about it already. It probably shows how distracted he is. And while he settles down and means to just meditate, after only about ten or so minutes, it becomes obvious he's asleep when A-Zhan comes crawling out of his sleeve, poking around curiously and perching on Lan Xichen's head to scout around.]

[seductless]

Hello there.

[ So softly, in deference to Lan Xichen's sleep, but Grace moves closer to offer her hand down to the squirrel. As stressful as the conversation had been, she can't help an easier smile now. ]

Why don't you come sit with me for a bit while he rests.

[zewu_jun]

[A-Zhan gets a good look around before leaving Lan Xichen's head for the much more stable and nicer place on Grace's hand. It looks up at her with big eyes that absolutely want something, while Lan Xichen miraculously stays in place. It's probably a testament to Lan training that he can stay in that position while unconscious.]

[seductless]

Yes, I'll feed you.

[ And as promised, she crosses over to the table to set A-Zhan down before moving to fetch the small container of nuts she's taken to keeping for just such a purpose. A small detour to also take one of her books and she makes herself comfortable there, scattering a few of the nuts out for the squirrel so that it doesn't try to eat all of them at once.

It's a comfortable enough way to spend an afternoon. ]

[zewu_jun]

[It's a good hour before Lan Xichen wakes up and when he does, he's found his way to the floor, lying on his side with his hair and robes spread out behind him like a beached merman, although much less elegant as he comes to. A-Zhan, luckily a very behaved pet and happy to keep Grace company for the meantime, spent the nap sitting on or by her and eating or grooming itself until it noticed the movement. As Lan Xichen sits up, it starts running all around Grace's shoulders and over her head excitedly.]

Ah... what happened?

[seductless]

[ Grace had been happy enough to give Lan Xichen his space as he rested, reading quietly while A-Zhan explored, though she's been keeping an ear out enough that she glances over the moment he begins to stir. And really, she likely should have nudged him awake as soon as he'd ended up on the ground, but it hadn't seemed to bother him any. And he had clearly needed the rest. ]

You fell asleep.

[ She braces her elbow on the table and leans her chin on her upturned hand, not quite managing to hide a smile. Almost absently, she stretches out one wing to let A-Zhan run the length of it, clearly something with experience behind it. ]

How do you feel?

[zewu_jun]

[While Lan Xichen arranges himself and recovers from his surprise nap, A-Zhan races along Grace's wings, jumping from the backs and to her shoulders again as it apparently celebrates its other companion rising from the dead.]

Heavy. I apologize. I didn't mean to spend my time here sleeping. Ah-

[As he gets up and brushes down his robes, he realizes the squirrel is running all over Grace like it owns her.]

A-Zhan, what are you doing? Stop that.

[He goes over to the table and puts out his hand and the little squirrel leaps and glides over to him, spinning around in his palm a few times before settling in to groom itself. Lan Xichen sighs with soft resignation.]

I think he is bored because I have been busy lately. He's acting out.

[seductless]

[ Her wings tuck neatly down again once A-Zhan is done climbing them, and Grace finally gives up on not just smiling openly. ]

It's alright. [ Which part? All of it, most likely. ] We've been keeping each other company. Zewu-jun..

[ She trails off as she shifts back upright, smile fading a little but still in place. It's a fond look, if a quiet one. ]

Take care of yourself, will you?