[ his voice softens, just for a moment. ] ...Of course.
[ part of him feels like - like going to run a marathon, or something, or jumping around like a crazy person, or doing just about anything to get the prickling feeling down his spine to go away. talking about his life like that makes gu yun intensely uncomfortable, because his own emotions tend to make him feel uncomfortable. (because the marquis of order doesn't get to have those - the marquis of order doesn't get to have a single weakness. there's no time for self when your entire being must be focused on nation.)
instead of doing any of that, gu yun takes a long sip of his tea, and then sets his cup down. he's no good with quiet, either. especially after that. ]
Well! If a conversation like this doesn't count for what one would call the most terrible sort of indulgence, I'll eat this teacup whole, porcelain and all. [ that's lighter, almost scoffing, more exaggerated as he sets the cup down with a (not very defiant) clink. more of the playful side that comes out as normal - his shield to the unbelievable, uncomfortable and mortifying ordeal of being known.
he gestures with the cup. ] We are bonded for life now, I think, Harrow. Don't tell anyone about my serious side, hm?
[She can see that he's running fastly away from feelings, and it's all right, relieving to her. She's always so afraid of showing weakness and being torn down, betrayed. But this is just. . . what people do, isn't it? They share things, and commiserate, and then continue to go on, existing in the same space.
It's a little nice. She swallows hard, and takes a sip of the tea, pushing away the maudlin thoughts as best she can. She can't put her barriers back up as easily as he can; it's a little impressive. But she'll try to do the same.]
gu yun laughs, though it's softer and less shitty than usual - he was more affected by that than he let on, really, or maybe it just might be that he's grown quite fond of harrow. please do not learn your coping mechanisms from him i'm begging you. ]
How cruel! [ clearly not even remotely offended. ] You know, when you see one from me, then I fully expect to see a lighter one for you. Equivalency, and all of that.
Then, I suppose the reverse wold be true for me, then! [ fufufu. guess he'll be light hearted forever. ] There's got to be something that'll make you crack. Are you ticklish?
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[ part of him feels like - like going to run a marathon, or something, or jumping around like a crazy person, or doing just about anything to get the prickling feeling down his spine to go away. talking about his life like that makes gu yun intensely uncomfortable, because his own emotions tend to make him feel uncomfortable. (because the marquis of order doesn't get to have those - the marquis of order doesn't get to have a single weakness. there's no time for self when your entire being must be focused on nation.)
instead of doing any of that, gu yun takes a long sip of his tea, and then sets his cup down. he's no good with quiet, either. especially after that. ]
Well! If a conversation like this doesn't count for what one would call the most terrible sort of indulgence, I'll eat this teacup whole, porcelain and all. [ that's lighter, almost scoffing, more exaggerated as he sets the cup down with a (not very defiant) clink. more of the playful side that comes out as normal - his shield to the unbelievable, uncomfortable and mortifying ordeal of being known.
he gestures with the cup. ] We are bonded for life now, I think, Harrow. Don't tell anyone about my serious side, hm?
[ okay, that's definitely teasing. runs fastly away from feelings ]
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It's a little nice. She swallows hard, and takes a sip of the tea, pushing away the maudlin thoughts as best she can. She can't put her barriers back up as easily as he can; it's a little impressive. But she'll try to do the same.]
If I ever see one, I'll have to decide then.
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gu yun laughs, though it's softer and less shitty than usual - he was more affected by that than he let on, really, or maybe it just might be that he's grown quite fond of harrow. please do not learn your coping mechanisms from him i'm begging you. ]
How cruel! [ clearly not even remotely offended. ] You know, when you see one from me, then I fully expect to see a lighter one for you. Equivalency, and all of that.
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[His coping mechanisms may not be great, but they're probably better than [redacted]?]
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Then, I suppose the reverse wold be true for me, then! [ fufufu. guess he'll be light hearted forever. ] There's got to be something that'll make you crack. Are you ticklish?
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Enjoy good jokes? Cute animals?