[ After a moment's pause for thought, he gathers up his robes and slides around the table to sit beside him instead, rearranging the drinks so that they don't have a block of wood and ceramics between them. His knee bumps Jiang Cheng's and he sets about pouring the tea. With his gaze lowered, holding back a sleeve to set a cup before him, he gently asks, ]
Do you want me to call you a-Cheng? It's alright if not.
[ Wanyin is nice, he wouldn't mind. Its entirely, as Jiang Cheng said, about preferences. ]
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[ After a moment's pause for thought, he gathers up his robes and slides around the table to sit beside him instead, rearranging the drinks so that they don't have a block of wood and ceramics between them. His knee bumps Jiang Cheng's and he sets about pouring the tea. With his gaze lowered, holding back a sleeve to set a cup before him, he gently asks, ]
Do you want me to call you a-Cheng? It's alright if not.
[ Wanyin is nice, he wouldn't mind. Its entirely, as Jiang Cheng said, about preferences. ]