[ he's here! lu bixing is probably just stretched on lin jingheng's bed, honestly. he's being fussed over half to death. but, when nameless approaches him, he still has a little smile for him in greeting, even after maybe the Worst Week Ever. ]
... Hi, kiddo. [ and, well. he thinks about it, for a moment, and then. ] ...I think some water, might be nice. If you wouldn't mind.
[ he gets it. he likes the feeling of being useful, sometimes, and - he remembers an incident not all that long ago, with his students pushing coffee into his hands, the way it helped him when almost nothing else did. he looks grateful when nameless returns, wrapping his hands around the cup and shifting a little to sit up, so he might drink it. ]
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... Hi, kiddo. [ and, well. he thinks about it, for a moment, and then. ] ...I think some water, might be nice. If you wouldn't mind.
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Nameless, however, nods at the request and will be back shortly with some water.
He doesn't say anything more, because he's really not sure what to say. "Damn dude, you had a rough one" clearly isn't it (from Nameless).]
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How are you feeling?
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[It's the murder and the execution! It's hard to deal with!]