[Dear sir do not cry, he doesn't know how to handle people emoting.]
Hah - that's nothing to thank me for, you know! [But he just hates being thanked in general and wiggles his way fastly from any genuine iteration of it. He reaches out, gently patting Anaido's shoulder.]
Want to head back with me, then? Or shall I bring the soup to you?
[He shudders...and then nods, moving to pull himself up. His face is settled into an easy smile, like before. He can pull himself together, he thinks, even as he closes his eyes and just wipes out the numbers in front of him with his shoe.]
It's really cold! [And he grins turning to Wei Wuxian.] Hot soup would be the best - I'm coming with you!
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Hah - that's nothing to thank me for, you know! [But he just hates being thanked in general and wiggles his way fastly from any genuine iteration of it. He reaches out, gently patting Anaido's shoulder.]
Want to head back with me, then? Or shall I bring the soup to you?
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[He shudders...and then nods, moving to pull himself up. His face is settled into an easy smile, like before. He can pull himself together, he thinks, even as he closes his eyes and just wipes out the numbers in front of him with his shoe.]
It's really cold! [And he grins turning to Wei Wuxian.] Hot soup would be the best - I'm coming with you!
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Then let's get some hot soup in you before you turn into an icicle, ah?
[AND AWAY THEY GO... Away from the scuffed out numbers and the snow, off to drown their sorrows in hangover soup.]