[Yunlan's silent for a long moment, his hand falling back to the desk and resting there, fingertips against the wood. Everything about his posture is casual, and only the chilly, level stare he's giving Shen Wei belies it. At last, he shifts his weight, leaning one hip against the desk, and lets his gaze slide away from Shen Wei's face to the window. There's not much he can see out of it -- his room's partly underground, the angle of the window revealing only sky and a fragment of shrubbery.]
I don't know if you're lying to her or to me.
[It's a sunny sky, and a happy-looking little fragment of shrubbery. His toes itch with the urge to stomp it back into the soil.]
I'm going to have to get upset if you're lying to me. Even if -- [His gaze flicks back to Shen Wei's, and he takes a breath against the rush of terror that even getting close to these thoughts causes him.] -- there's things you can't tell me. Tell me you can't explain, that's all.
Don't lie to me.
Oh, and? [He breaks the stare, checking the mess on the desk top for a spare lollipop and coming up blank. The sugar's fine, but he's found himself wondering if he might not prefer cigarettes. The calming effect's better, and it's not like they're going to kill him deader than he already is.] Don't talk about your ex where I can overhear you anymore. Turns out I'm a jealous guy.
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[Yunlan's silent for a long moment, his hand falling back to the desk and resting there, fingertips against the wood. Everything about his posture is casual, and only the chilly, level stare he's giving Shen Wei belies it. At last, he shifts his weight, leaning one hip against the desk, and lets his gaze slide away from Shen Wei's face to the window. There's not much he can see out of it -- his room's partly underground, the angle of the window revealing only sky and a fragment of shrubbery.]
I don't know if you're lying to her or to me.
[It's a sunny sky, and a happy-looking little fragment of shrubbery. His toes itch with the urge to stomp it back into the soil.]
I'm going to have to get upset if you're lying to me. Even if -- [His gaze flicks back to Shen Wei's, and he takes a breath against the rush of terror that even getting close to these thoughts causes him.] -- there's things you can't tell me. Tell me you can't explain, that's all.
Don't lie to me.
Oh, and? [He breaks the stare, checking the mess on the desk top for a spare lollipop and coming up blank. The sugar's fine, but he's found himself wondering if he might not prefer cigarettes. The calming effect's better, and it's not like they're going to kill him deader than he already is.] Don't talk about your ex where I can overhear you anymore. Turns out I'm a jealous guy.