"Wh-What do you mean we're not friends? You wound me, Jiang-xiong! Wound me, I say! How cruel... Of course, we're friends..."
In the absence of his fan, spreading and fluttering his wings in agitation will have to do instead, eyes darkening a little to dictate a slight mood shift. If one of those wings happen to outstretching to serve as a makeshift barrier to obstruct Jiang Cheng's line of vision and potential attack on the stranger calling himself Wei Wuxian, well, surely that's just an accident or coincidence.
Without moving his wing out of the way, Nie Huaisang turns to stranger, holding up his Relic, a forest green number with a delicate bamboo print with a fan charm dangling from it in his hand. His eyes are gradually lightening back to their previous hue.
"Have you been here very long? I don't suppose you could explain what this is? Madam Fox said we were supposed to write our survival lists in it but I have no idea how."
hello friend! :D
In the absence of his fan, spreading and fluttering his wings in agitation will have to do instead, eyes darkening a little to dictate a slight mood shift. If one of those wings happen to outstretching to serve as a makeshift barrier to obstruct Jiang Cheng's line of vision and potential attack on the stranger calling himself Wei Wuxian, well, surely that's just an accident or coincidence.
Without moving his wing out of the way, Nie Huaisang turns to stranger, holding up his Relic, a forest green number with a delicate bamboo print with a fan charm dangling from it in his hand. His eyes are gradually lightening back to their previous hue.
"Have you been here very long? I don't suppose you could explain what this is? Madam Fox said we were supposed to write our survival lists in it but I have no idea how."