[audio] event after the broadcast interception, un: meiyouren

[blindforlove]

[The audio starts with the chanting of the possessed claiming that EVERY EYE SHALL SEE THEM. Different voices fade in and out. Unaffected by Majestas' spell without any eyes to see, but also unable to see where Majestas is and join the fight just yet, Xiao Xingchen has to turn to the network for help.]

Is there anyone still out there who can answer me? What is everyone seeing? I must ask, because... I cannot see - at all - and I can't find anyone who will say anything to me. Other than this.

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[goodboyplaydead]

I was... worried. Because of... what happened.

[ When he found Xiao Xingchen bleeding and beside himself with misery. Misery that no doubt be blamed on a certain other demonic cultivator. But if Xiao Xingchen had chosen to return to him, Wen Ning has no further say in the matter. He cannot tell others who they should and should not be around. No matter how much he worries for them. ]

But... I am glad. You are here... now.

[blindforlove]

[Xiao Xingchen smiles at that, though his expression becomes pensive. So many here had been kind and supportive of him, likely all of them knowing of his eventual fate, perhaps hoping that he would have a chance at a better life. Of course, his fate has always felt tied up with that man.]

I'm grateful for your hospitality and everything you've given me so far. I can't stay for too long, but... thank you so much. Our paths might never have crossed in our world, so I'm very lucky that they have here.

[But despite fears and everything else he's had to give up, everything is under control now. So that should be fine, shouldn't it? He's used to it by now.

If only moments together like this didn't make his mind wander, forming an image of a different life. One where he didn't have to worry about returning soon enough.]

[goodboyplaydead]

[ Wen Ning brings Xiao Xingchen's hand closer to his chest. ]

Stay... as long as... you wish.

[ He knows he can't keep his friend from returning to one who only knew how to hurt people. All he can do is reassure him that he will always have a place here. Always have a place with him.

At least in this, Wen Ning can allow himself to be selfish. It's for Xiao Xingchen's sake after all. ]

[blindforlove]

[Xiao Xingchen can feel the place where his hand touches as it grows warmer. From Wen
Ning's words and manner, he exudes more warmth than many people, but his body does not reflect that.

The world is certainly strange. If only he could really stay that long...]

I've been meaning to ask, but do you have a bed here? Perhaps I can retire to that for a little while.

[Wen Ning could at least have such comfortable things, even if he can't make use of it-- or would it be more insulting, given his limitations?]

[goodboyplaydead]

Mm, I do.

[ Of course, Sizhui and Wei Wuxian would insist on it, even if Wen Ning does not truly need it. They still did their best to make him feel as much one of them as they could. ]

I can... lead you.

[ Which would, admittedly, be the first time Wen Ning has ever brought anyone to his bed here. Not that he would have much need to. ]

[blindforlove]

[Xiao Xingchen nods ad lets himself be led over to it. He could listen to the man's steps for where to go, but being led by the hand works just as well!]

Today was... something else. This place has been fraught with perils, but I feared today would really have been the end for the city.

[And Xiao Xingchen would have fought to his last if he could protect everyone, not retreating to another area.]

[goodboyplaydead]

The city is... strong. So are... the people. We need to... believe in them.

[ He opens his bedroom door for the man so he can bring him to the bed. ]

[blindforlove]

Mn. You are right.

[Yet at the same time, every preventable loss always weighs on his head.

For now, he's tired enough that he can will himself to sleep. That also makes him wonder...]

Is it possible that... you can sleep in some kind of way? You can share my bed, if you wish.

[Even if Wen Ning can't feel the soft comfort of a bed, Xiao Xingchen would readily allow him to rest next to him and feel the warmth of moonlacing for a while, if he can.]

[goodboyplaydead]

I... cannot sleep. But I can... join you. If... you like.

[ It is yet another request he never would have expected to be made toward himself. Xiao Xingchen seems to do that so often. Maybe that's why he can't help but turn it back on his friend. A way to ensure that he really heard what he thought he heard? That Xiao Xingchen feels comfortable enough to have him at his side while he rests. Wen Ning has never even made such a request of Wei Wuxian.

He shuffles on his feet, as he awaits the man's response. ]