Perhaps it is the scuff of a shoe, or a shift in the air coming through the entrance, or some sixth sense that has been keeping Wei Wuxian in (mostly) one piece all these years - after a moment he looks up, smiling.
"Ah, Wen Ning, yes? All is well?" This doesn't feel like a call to arms, but...
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Date: 2020-09-11 09:56 pm (UTC)"Ah, Wen Ning, yes? All is well?" This doesn't feel like a call to arms, but...
Well.
One can never be sure, evidently.