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[noenvy]

[The user can't be seen just yet but he can be heard. The camera is pointed at a large soaking tub in a modern bathroom and the speaker seems overly excited about it all.]

Look at this! It's quite amazing, isn't it? The water is right there, just with a twist.

[A hand reaches out to turn a nob and water rushes out.]

Both hot and cold! It's genius!

Do you think this is easy to break? It looks quite sturdy.

Oh! This is exciting! What great things this place has! I want to try it out!

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[noenvy]

[He kept the hug, though when Fairy whined he did noticeably tense at the sound. It was a testament to his will that he didn't end up pushing Jin Ling and instantly running in the opposite direction.

When Jin Ling pulled back he let him go and smiled, waiting to see if he wanted to say anything.]

[inheritedpain]

[ He didn't return the smile. He didn't even look at it. He felt hollow and empty and wrecked. ]

... I can't forgive you. [ His voice was rough after all that crying, and quiet. ]

... But I want it to be different, here.

[noenvy]

You don't have to forgive me.

[He didn't forgive himself, he just accepted it.]

And this is a place of new starts. Your father is here... shijie is here, your other father is here....

You have a lot of people who love you.

I know things can get better, though, I suppose a lot happened to get to that point. But, you're a good child....

[inheritedpain]

Don't call me a child. [ The response is immediate, and but somewhat undercut in meaning when he sniffs again and runs his sleeve over his face for a second time. ]

I have a lot of people who love him, and a lot of people who should love me and don't even know who I am.

[ Not that he's bitter or jealous or anything. ]



... Whatever. We're done here.

[ He's proven himself a failure. What else was there to say? ]

[noenvy]

"Him"?

[What? Was he... upset about...?

And to ask not to be called a child!]

Alright. Well, if you need anything, feel free to ask.

[If Jin Ling felt a little better, that was enough.]

[inheritedpain]

The other Jin Ling.

[ His voice was a little tight. ]

Yours. Suzhui’s. Your sister’s. [ He couldn’t say “my mother’s”, he couldn’t. ]

[ He felt hollow and incredibly small, a whisp of himself, ridiculous and empty.

Roughly, and an utter lie: ]

I need nothing from you.

[ And then he turns to leave before Wei Wuxian can watch him fold in on himself again with a completely separate grief. ]

[noenvy]

[Hisbheart went out to him, it must be dificult, even if he only knew a little bit of what might be going on. Jin Ling had always been a person who felt greatly. To be put into a situation where almost everyone you held dear was of a time before your conception... would be hard.

He didn't say anything not wanting to insult Jin Ling's pride. Hopefully his words would be remembered in the future.]