Date: 2021-09-02 10:52 pm (UTC)
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Your wrist.

[Mingjue's doesn't consider A-Yao delicate, per se, but his wrist in Mingjue's hand is delicate by comparison. He treats it gently, though, if firmly. It's a simple matter to test his qi and his core and get a feel for the thing, how it was different and new and strong. Despite himself, Mingjue grunts over it in satisfaction.

By way of explanation, he offers:]


We're going to spar.

[And then he sits there for a moment, holding A-Yao's wrist, not tight but not loose, as waves of emotion wash over him. Anger, yes, but after having made sure to watch himself for these past months, knowing what he did about how he could end up, of what A-Yao had been afraid of at the very first, he can see where the cracks in his anger are. He's angry but it's...concern and confusion and frustration and annoyance and fear and a burning desire to force this news into something orderly and understood. He tries to put into words his impulse.]

We were already going to spar, but now I need to spar with you.
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