[He lets out a soft snort, more a huff of breath than anything else, and looks away. There were several compliments in those words and his stomach swoops uncomfortably, unease gnawing at him that has nothing to do with the discussion and everything to do with the praise.
But if he makes a joke of it or denies it outright, he already knows Itachi will call it out, so he only shrugs in response and does his best to move past it.]
Maybe. I'm glad for the second opinion either way. [He lifts his eyes finally, smiling again.] Makes me sharper.
๏ผ but he stands in one fluid gesture, and opens the program's control panel to summon a suite of weapons, obligingly. take your pick, wei wuxian. ๏ผ
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
But if he makes a joke of it or denies it outright, he already knows Itachi will call it out, so he only shrugs in response and does his best to move past it.]
Maybe. I'm glad for the second opinion either way. [He lifts his eyes finally, smiling again.] Makes me sharper.
no subject
You're welcome.
๏ผ he's hilarious. ๏ผ
no subject
You're so annoying! [Grinning and shaking his head]
Alright, I don't want to think about that guy anymore. Spar with me?
no subject
๏ผ but he stands in one fluid gesture, and opens the program's control panel to summon a suite of weapons, obligingly. take your pick, wei wuxian. ๏ผ