We are family.

[zichen]

WHO: Song Zichen & Wei Wuxian + Song Zichen & Lan Wangji
WHEN: A month overdue, that's when.
WHAT: Zichen is visiting the pair in order to be a mother hencheck on them.
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS: TBD

[Wei Wuxian]

He had heard that Xingchen's nephew was in Gazin and he knew Xue Yang had interacted with him, however, for some reason, he was hesitant to greet him in person. So much had happened and Zichen knew that not everyone would support his decision to give Xue Yang a second chance. It was hard enough for him to be open and honest with Xingchen about it; he really didn't want to encounter the negative opinions of others.

But it was foolish to let such a selfish wish keep him from checking on the other man. So he set out, inquiring here and there about where Wei Wuxian might frequent or stay. He finally tracked the man down and walked towards him, giving him a low bow when he was near enough. The stitches pulled slightly and there was a faint wince on his already pale features.

"Wei Wuxian."

[Lan Wangji]

The unknown Lan intrigued him too and he sought him out next. Zichen recognized the man's style of attire immediately and when he was within view of Lan Wangji, he bowed just as lowly as he had to Wei Wuxian.

"Greetings. I'm Song Zichen." his heart raced to say that much - the ice he had hidden behind for so long had truly thawed, leaving him open to whatever awaited him.

"May I speak with you?" he glanced up and slowly straightened, hoping the other man gave his consent.

Comments

[obliviouspatriarch]

Friendship will take time but isn't impossible, he'll have to just learn to accept it, but isn't ready to accept similarities between them just yet. Even if he's already been able to see some of them already.

He can't help but give an awkward chuckle at the call-out to keeping things in, the second person now to point it out to him, but that fades as Zichen answers.

"Bandits? They must be strong here to be able to overtake you of all people." He doesn't doubt the man, but he's shocked that someone so strong could be overtaken by simple bandits. "Is he aware of your injuries? Xue Yang that is."

[zichen]

"There were many. I was not expecting them and they tried to kill my horse." Zichen has a soft heart when it comes to animals and when he saw his stallion panicking, he had moved to protect them, accepting the stabs into his body instead.

Then he had cut the bandits down, showing them just as mercy as they had shown him.

"He is the one who stitched them closed." he smiles a little, "I am not supposed to be out of bed according to him. He has been very good to me."

[obliviouspatriarch]

"They were either brave or stupid to go after the horse." He'd have done the same, and despite being told he handles small animals roughly, Wuxian too has a soft heart for animals. If anyone tried going after Little Apple, he'd be furious.

"I would agree with him, you shouldn't be out of bed if you're still healing." Heavens forbid if Wuxian even tried that when injured, Wangji wouldn't let him. Though he is glad to hear from someone else that Xue Yang is actually being good, quieting some suspicion he's still had of the man. "Is there anything I can help you with? You shouldn't stress your injuries and worry him."

He's at least trying to behave, and this does give him a chance to get to know Zichen better than what little he'd seen before. As well as get to know how Xue Yang himself had changed in this place.

[zichen]

Zichen looks like he believes the latter about said bandits. Anyone who hurts an animal as a ploy to weaken their opponent deserves all of the ill that befalls them. And then some more for good measure.

"I have already made you wait long enough." he explains, flushing faintly at the idea of worrying Xue Yang, "A small walk will not harm me. May we sit?"

He motions at some benches and moves towards them, settling himself there after a small pause.

"I'm sure you have questions. I will try to answer them."

[obliviouspatriarch]

He can't help but sigh just a little bit at the man, but nods nonetheless to be seated. The concern is still written on his face, although he does not protest with that concern. Zichen is right, Wuxian has many questions.

"I have many, Daozhang." He fidgets as he sits down, looking at the ground first and then back to Zichen. "If I may ask? What made you trust Xue Yang?"

He's been wondering this for a while, and maybe an answer from someone else could help him trust the other as well, even if the question may have been a little bit uncomfortable and sudden.