[ The grumblings fade at Xingchen's answer and Zishu's slight nod of acceptance. Hands reach into the screen's view - clearly to try and get him to lay down again but he shoves them off with a sharp stare, lips tightening. The hands retreat again, though he continues to look off screen with a silent warning even as he answers Xingchen again. ]
I almost wish to be alone. [ Almost. Mostly where these handsy medical staff are concerned. Don't make him draw his sword. The information on his friends possibly showing up later, or being here but silent, has him nod again, gaze flicking to Xingchen for a moment. ]
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I almost wish to be alone. [ Almost. Mostly where these handsy medical staff are concerned. Don't make him draw his sword. The information on his friends possibly showing up later, or being here but silent, has him nod again, gaze flicking to Xingchen for a moment. ]
Thank you.