[ She must look a state, gripping Zixuan's arm, and she's ruining his clothes. Then again, he isn't the one who just fell out of a fountain in an unfamiliar street. Ah, she thinks, trying not to seem too off-balance. It was a spell, then? Transportation takes so much energy, she hasn't had the opportunity to try-- but of course her husband could achieve such a thing, given cause.
The cause, apparently, is a slight teenager in Jin family regalia. ]
Please excuse me. [ She smiles at him gently, apologetically, and then at her husband, awaiting the rest of the explanation.
Her husband, who has the same look on his face that he had when she handed him A-Ling for the first time. Her smile freezes a little, confusion overriding poise. ]
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The cause, apparently, is a slight teenager in Jin family regalia. ]
Please excuse me. [ She smiles at him gently, apologetically, and then at her husband, awaiting the rest of the explanation.
Her husband, who has the same look on his face that he had when she handed him A-Ling for the first time. Her smile freezes a little, confusion overriding poise. ]