[ Like a chicken squawking as Wei Wuxian joyfully tossed it around, no. He wouldn't want to embarrass Jiang Cheng or make him want to flee. ]
A-Cheng. [ It's only murmured to as not to be rude, soft enough to clearly taste it on his tongue. His lashes flutter on his cheeks as he looks down, a sadder smile canting on his lips. ] I was A-Huan, for a time.
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[ Like a chicken squawking as Wei Wuxian joyfully tossed it around, no. He wouldn't want to embarrass Jiang Cheng or make him want to flee. ]
A-Cheng. [ It's only murmured to as not to be rude, soft enough to clearly taste it on his tongue. His lashes flutter on his cheeks as he looks down, a sadder smile canting on his lips. ] I was A-Huan, for a time.
[ No more, though. ]