[He's hesitant. Another wizard's signature... would that shift anything? Would it be a benefit or a detriment? Another tracker, perhaps?? Maybe it could give him another chance to--
...
His thoughts fly, but only briefly. He is tired. So tired. And the act of chiding kindness puts a pin in the plans of his head.]
Mm.
[His demeanor deflates, just briefly. A look of shame, a momentary inner scolding, that has its place and fades into exhaustion.]
...Yes, I... suppose you have a point.
[He reaches over to take the winter wear from Jing Yuan's hands cautiously, the white stark against the cold bite of red from his skin. A sign he was not infallible. A sign he was human.]
I'm sorry, if that is what I've done for you as well.
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...
His thoughts fly, but only briefly. He is tired. So tired. And the act of chiding kindness puts a pin in the plans of his head.]
Mm.
[His demeanor deflates, just briefly. A look of shame, a momentary inner scolding, that has its place and fades into exhaustion.]
...Yes, I... suppose you have a point.
[He reaches over to take the winter wear from Jing Yuan's hands cautiously, the white stark against the cold bite of red from his skin. A sign he was not infallible. A sign he was human.]
I'm sorry, if that is what I've done for you as well.