( Having unfairly left his senior and childhood hero to ponder over a question Jingyi had given no pause for him to respond to, now he's settled and waiting for Hanguang-jun to drink before he can follow suit. )
It's what I should do, Hanguang-jun.
( Which is a you're welcome, but not arrogant. Arrogance he saves for pointing out how Sect Leader and very dead Su She was a musical hack compared to true Lans. Ahem.
He does reach out to scratch fingers through the fur at Little Carrot's cheek when it comes closer, balancing his tea in his other hand. His lips curl up into a smile. Rabbits are something too familiar to Gusu Lan to not be dear in a homesick sort of way. )
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It's what I should do, Hanguang-jun.
( Which is a you're welcome, but not arrogant. Arrogance he saves for pointing out how Sect Leader and very dead Su She was a musical hack compared to true Lans. Ahem.
He does reach out to scratch fingers through the fur at Little Carrot's cheek when it comes closer, balancing his tea in his other hand. His lips curl up into a smile. Rabbits are something too familiar to Gusu Lan to not be dear in a homesick sort of way. )