Really? I find it easy to understand, but...well, maybe that's just me!
[The next set of questions makes his face fall slightly, and for a moment, he casts his gaze out to the lake. When he speaks again, he looks back at Wei Wuxian awkwardly, as if a bit hesitant to ask.]
This might be an odd question, but...your cultivation arts. Can they make...holes?
[He says, on a light and chiming laugh. But then he's following Anaido's finger with his gaze, and watching him tap his forehead. His smile shifts a little; perhaps there's a sliver of apology? Sympathy? But it's hard to pinpoint.]
Mmm... Well! It'd be easy enough to make a physical hole, hah. But for any other sort... [A beat.] Are you looking to create one? Or are you asking for another reason?
[He closes his eyes, smiling to himself, like he knows what he says is ridiculous.]
The man behind me has a hole in his head. He can feel the cool breeze through it, and everything is clearer for him than it ever was before. And I....I want that, too.
[Oh my god, but softer. He drags his hand down over his face and sighs.]
I... I mean, if you wanted a physical hole, I could see what I can do? Though I'm not used to working with living beings, as a fair warning!
[He doesn't want to screw up giving Anaido a matching magical hole to Wen Ning's enormous chest punch hole and like kill him for real or something. Though then they can be a fierce corpse couple! Cute.]
[please don't kill him, [redacted] would happen and everyone would be sad]
Oh, it's okay, I can direct you through the whole thing! I've done it before several times. I know exactly where to hit to hopefully reduce my chances at dying!
[ANAIDO, DON'T ROPE PEOPLE INTO YOUR TREPANATION/HOLE MAKING/GOD KNOWS WHAT HOBBIES!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
This. This is so much though. THIS IS SO MUCH. He is sweaty spaghetti but honestly he's still done weirder things even if this is really up there.]
Well, if you've got experience with it already... I don't see why we can't give it a go? [BAD????] I've been reading up a fair amount on modern medical texts in the last few months anyway, so between the two of us it should be fine enough.
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[The next set of questions makes his face fall slightly, and for a moment, he casts his gaze out to the lake. When he speaks again, he looks back at Wei Wuxian awkwardly, as if a bit hesitant to ask.]
This might be an odd question, but...your cultivation arts. Can they make...holes?
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[He says, as if he can't consume and adapt to any chunk of information he comes across when given enough time. God.
But the awkward look has him curious, along with the question.]
...Depends on what sort of hole we're talking about, friend.
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[A light laugh, but then he sombers. There's a long pause, before he raises his hand.]
[As a reply to Wei Wuxian's question, he places an index finger against the right side of his forehead.]
...Here.
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[He says, on a light and chiming laugh. But then he's following Anaido's finger with his gaze, and watching him tap his forehead. His smile shifts a little; perhaps there's a sliver of apology? Sympathy? But it's hard to pinpoint.]
Mmm... Well! It'd be easy enough to make a physical hole, hah. But for any other sort... [A beat.] Are you looking to create one? Or are you asking for another reason?
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[He closes his eyes, smiling to himself, like he knows what he says is ridiculous.]
The man behind me has a hole in his head. He can feel the cool breeze through it, and everything is clearer for him than it ever was before. And I....I want that, too.
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...I don't think that's something I can help you with, then. If it's the clarity you're after.
[Though he gets the feeling Anaido knew that before asking.]
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[His face falls.]
Ah, Wen Ning said there might be ways...but I understand.
[But it was worth a try.]
Haha. Maybe I just need to get a drill, like last time...I can do it myself.
[........................???]
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--You - did you really put a hole through your head?
[ANAIDO?? Look he thought they were talking in a largely metaphoric sense here WHY.]
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Yes, I did. [said as casually as "i wore sunglasses today"] It isn't here now, but...ah, I miss it.
[ANAIDO]
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You want a real, physical hole back in your head? You're asking me if I can put a literal one right there, ah?
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[SO. CHEERFULLY.]
That's what the man behind me has. [And he puts a finger in the sand, and draws.............this???] It...changed my life.
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I... I mean, if you wanted a physical hole, I could see what I can do? Though I'm not used to working with living beings, as a fair warning!
[He doesn't want to screw up giving Anaido a matching magical hole to Wen Ning's enormous chest punch hole and like kill him for real or something. Though then they can be a fierce corpse couple! Cute.]
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Oh, it's okay, I can direct you through the whole thing! I've done it before several times. I know exactly where to hit to hopefully reduce my chances at dying!
[ANAIDO, DON'T ROPE PEOPLE INTO YOUR TREPANATION/HOLE MAKING/GOD KNOWS WHAT HOBBIES!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
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This. This is so much though. THIS IS SO MUCH. He is sweaty spaghetti but honestly he's still done weirder things even if this is really up there.]
Well, if you've got experience with it already... I don't see why we can't give it a go? [BAD????] I've been reading up a fair amount on modern medical texts in the last few months anyway, so between the two of us it should be fine enough.