[ xie lian smiles a little, at that, vaguely recalling the only teenagers he's ever really known... as very feisty, himself included. but.
...but, that past tense isn't lost on him. his tone softens a little, a bit more solemn. ] It sounds like you raised them well, Shiro.
[ ...by himself, it seems.
loss is always heavy - especially the loss of who must have been such a very important person to him. he's quiet for a little while after that, sipping from his tea.
its only when another bubble floats vaguely in between them that he speaks again, glad for the distraction. ] ...You shared something with me. It's only fair - I can return the favor, but I cannot promise that it will be a memory worth sharing...
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...but, that past tense isn't lost on him. his tone softens a little, a bit more solemn. ] It sounds like you raised them well, Shiro.
[ ...by himself, it seems.
loss is always heavy - especially the loss of who must have been such a very important person to him. he's quiet for a little while after that, sipping from his tea.
its only when another bubble floats vaguely in between them that he speaks again, glad for the distraction. ] ...You shared something with me. It's only fair - I can return the favor, but I cannot promise that it will be a memory worth sharing...