( were jiang wanyin to ask instead of sit there and burn, xingchen would answer. such a thing should be known between them by now. he answered for all that he had done, his deepest and darkest secrets laid bare, what could he possibly stand to hide after that?

but the curiosity burns silently within jiang wanyin and xingchen is none the wiser. instead, they've turned the conversation to his choice of residences. he hums thoughtfully, and - ) Quite honestly, I didn't plan to. I - ( ope, he sure did just clip his thigh on the table - both hands fumbling with the bandaging means he doesn't have one to guide himself and he definitely misjudged the turn back into his seat. his lips press together with an huffed exhale that from anyone else would likely have been some sort of curse if he were the cursing sort. but then he's stepping around the corner properly to sink into his seat, continuing as if nothing happened. ) - I suppose I assumed that I'd know the right place to settle once I found myself able to travel peninsula.