[ She listens attentively, already concerned from A-Ling's behaviour. The best case is an inheritance, but since I was a child shatters that slim hope, and Zixuan's explanation brings tears of sympathy to her eyes.
She grips his hand perhaps too hard to be appropriate for a gentlewoman, but the part of her that notes that is lost beneath the need to have them both close. ]
A-Ling, come here. [ Her sword slides to the ground as she holds out her free hand again. ]
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She grips his hand perhaps too hard to be appropriate for a gentlewoman, but the part of her that notes that is lost beneath the need to have them both close. ]
A-Ling, come here. [ Her sword slides to the ground as she holds out her free hand again. ]