( what's happening around him - specifically, what jiang wanyin is doing and where he's going - should be quite a bit more clear to him than it is. he realizes that much, and the thought gives him enough pause that he (ironically) nearly misses the suggestion to sit. ) There's no need, ( he says, but a moment later realizes to clarify - ) To assist, that is. I'm alright. ( because he has remembered the bed now, taking a slightly unsteady step in the direction he recalls it being - and sure enough, there it is.
xingchen sinks gratefully down to sit, arm still held out a bit before it occurs to him that the blood is probably the issue. ) Ah - forgive me, ( he'll be drawing his innermost sleeve from amongst the sleeves billowing around his free hand, pressing that against the spot to clean it up a bit. )
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xingchen sinks gratefully down to sit, arm still held out a bit before it occurs to him that the blood is probably the issue. ) Ah - forgive me, ( he'll be drawing his innermost sleeve from amongst the sleeves billowing around his free hand, pressing that against the spot to clean it up a bit. )