Sadly, none of this reveals the problem to Lan Xichen. He looks at the other man with worry, gaze critical as he takes him in.
With his flushed skin, his neck exposed -- Well, Jiang Wanyin does not look decent. But he is hurting, Xichen can tell that much, so he does not let his mind stray to the thoughts that threaten to take hold.
He calls to one of the attendants after Wanyin nods and asks if they have a room available; and assures the attendant that apologizes for the fact the only room they have has only a small seating area and one bed, that it is alright. They don't need it for long, he hopes, and it is only to ensure that his companion is not too injured. He does not provide the details though, there is no need to share stories of a sect leader's injuries with a stranger.
The attendant runs to prepare their rooms and when he returns, offers to show them the way. Xichen stands, looks over at Wanyin with a furrowed brow. He does not seem to be faring better. "Wanyin, do you need help? You can lean on me if you need," he offers his hand.
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With his flushed skin, his neck exposed -- Well, Jiang Wanyin does not look decent. But he is hurting, Xichen can tell that much, so he does not let his mind stray to the thoughts that threaten to take hold.
He calls to one of the attendants after Wanyin nods and asks if they have a room available; and assures the attendant that apologizes for the fact the only room they have has only a small seating area and one bed, that it is alright. They don't need it for long, he hopes, and it is only to ensure that his companion is not too injured. He does not provide the details though, there is no need to share stories of a sect leader's injuries with a stranger.
The attendant runs to prepare their rooms and when he returns, offers to show them the way. Xichen stands, looks over at Wanyin with a furrowed brow. He does not seem to be faring better. "Wanyin, do you need help? You can lean on me if you need," he offers his hand.