[ he'd like Jiujiu to come here and explain shit to everyone please. or Wei Wuxian. or maybe even Hanguang-Jun.
and he knows all of these things his father says. he's learned it over a very short period of time, and not kindly either. Xiaoshu was the kind uncle he sought refuge at, but now he lost that. he supposes Wei Wuxian is his uncle too, in a way, but he's not sure how to address him in any other way, because he's been brought up hating him.
he watches as his mother seems to curl in a little on herself and he panics, unsure what to do, how to react, hesitant, awkwardly reaching up to touch her hands. ]
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and he knows all of these things his father says. he's learned it over a very short period of time, and not kindly either. Xiaoshu was the kind uncle he sought refuge at, but now he lost that. he supposes Wei Wuxian is his uncle too, in a way, but he's not sure how to address him in any other way, because he's been brought up hating him.
he watches as his mother seems to curl in a little on herself and he panics, unsure what to do, how to react, hesitant, awkwardly reaching up to touch her hands. ]
...niang?