No, ๏ผ it is a quiet, agreeable murmur. barely even a word at all. ๏ผ I suspect you would not.
๏ผ being cared for with such naked, blazing sentiment is still so new to him, he has no concept of how to bear it. his tolerance is stunted, wrapped up in years of hatred and shame.
he sets wei wuxian's cup down before him, and then — ๏ผ
Ah, you're welcome...[Wei Wuxian beams back warmly and bites back the desire to brush off the words or minimize his efforts. With anyone else it's exactly what he'd do, but Itachi's gratitude isn't something to be brushed off. It's too meaningful for that.]
Alright, please, before it gets cold. [He motions to the noodles and lowers his head to hide the soft smile that lingers on his face.]
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๏ผ being cared for with such naked, blazing sentiment is still so new to him, he has no concept of how to bear it. his tolerance is stunted, wrapped up in years of hatred and shame.
he sets wei wuxian's cup down before him, and then — ๏ผ
Thank you. It is a kind sentiment.
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Alright, please, before it gets cold. [He motions to the noodles and lowers his head to hide the soft smile that lingers on his face.]