[Maybe Zhao Yunlan's greedy, too -- actually, there's no maybe about it. There's a whole world of secrets in the sweep of Shen Wei's eyelashes, hiding his gaze as he looks down for a long, long moment, and then up again. He wants to know them all.

All the ones that are safe for him to know. And more, besides... but he can be reasonable.

More reasonable than he is greedy, even, sometimes.

He leaves his hand where it is, under Shen Wei's cool fingers -- bad circulation? It's not that cold in here, and Zhao's hands are warm by contrast.]

Good, it's a deal.

[He'd better not think he can avoid Zhao Yunlan now: they're friends. He squeezes Shen Wei's shoulder before reluctantly letting go, and glancing back at his unruly book pile. Right, so.]

You know, speaking of those soulless shinki... it's weird I haven't found anything about them. How long have they been around?

I heard that the new gods and shinki like us only started showing up about a year ago.