"You can see how I can stand tall? How? I would argue that these were not merely mistakes," he counters, voice even as he looks down that the table in front of them instead of the other man. "My mistakes have cost you dearly as well."
It is not the tactful thing to say, nor the kindest.
Seclusion and grief have not made Xichen kind, nor able to hold his tongue. It is refreshing, though, to hear the other man speak as if there is a way to overcome this mountain. Then again, it is not a secret that Jiang Wanyin overcame a mountain on his own and here Lan Xichen sits, unable to overcome it with a whole sect behind him. Shame heats his cheeks and he lets out a soft sigh, embarrassed as the younger man watches him over his tea.
He is not hungry, if he is honest with himself, but the quiet of a meal is a welcome distraction. Though, he is certain that Jiang Wanyin will not follow this rule.
"Thank you," he says it slowly, on the wings of a shaky breath as he reaches for the meal. It is cold, he realizes as he takes the first bite, but he will eat it.
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It is not the tactful thing to say, nor the kindest.
Seclusion and grief have not made Xichen kind, nor able to hold his tongue. It is refreshing, though, to hear the other man speak as if there is a way to overcome this mountain. Then again, it is not a secret that Jiang Wanyin overcame a mountain on his own and here Lan Xichen sits, unable to overcome it with a whole sect behind him. Shame heats his cheeks and he lets out a soft sigh, embarrassed as the younger man watches him over his tea.
He is not hungry, if he is honest with himself, but the quiet of a meal is a welcome distraction. Though, he is certain that Jiang Wanyin will not follow this rule.
"Thank you," he says it slowly, on the wings of a shaky breath as he reaches for the meal. It is cold, he realizes as he takes the first bite, but he will eat it.