[ he's thankful for the chance to do something, to be honest. something useful, something that he can. bixing is a problem solver. it's who he's always been, an innovative and bold leader who finds creative solutions, who can change the world with a stroke of genius and his fingers at his keys. he's done that his entire life - he built the starry sea academy. he saved the trash space station. he took the hands of the eighth galaxy and pulled them up to their feet, one by one, started a revolution to break the chains of society over the people who were the most weighed. having a task, something to do, helps keep his mind busy. keeps him from wallowing. keeps him from thinking (he was asleep in our house we were right there we could have done something if we'd just woken up i could have done something) and keeps him moving forward. he's done everything in his power to help people in suffering, every minute of his life, but when he suffers, it's background noise.
... so, he's thankful, a little. the corner of his mouth lifts, just slightly, but he doesn't acknowledge it beyond an exhale that might be a huff of a laugh. ]
...Sure.
[ whether that's to the better things or not, he doesn't say. ] I'll get my kit.
[And just like that, a man like Engineer 001, Lu Bixing, can be baited to stay against his own conflicting impulses to flee. Thancred might feel worse about it being so easy if it weren't for Bixing's own good to have something to focus on.
At least this way he can do something, himself. Give the man an outlet. Maybe even get him talking, if he's lucky.]
You'll have to give me some way of repaying you, later. Kindness for kindness — that seems fair, don't you think?
[ and then they scapegoated a child and things were bad
thancred really has the right of it here, because bixing does fall for it hook, line, and sinker. that, and... well. having something to do with his hands, being able to help something, is the healthiest coping method he has, where the rest are incredibly, incredibly unhealthy, so, this is a start.
he sits down and pulls out his supplies, and gestures for thancred to remove the baby slut top please, and at the comment - laughs a little bit. ]
You don't have to repay me. The best way I think you could possibly do so is by taking good care of you.
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... so, he's thankful, a little. the corner of his mouth lifts, just slightly, but he doesn't acknowledge it beyond an exhale that might be a huff of a laugh. ]
...Sure.
[ whether that's to the better things or not, he doesn't say. ] I'll get my kit.
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At least this way he can do something, himself. Give the man an outlet. Maybe even get him talking, if he's lucky.]
You'll have to give me some way of repaying you, later. Kindness for kindness — that seems fair, don't you think?
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thancred really has the right of it here, because bixing does fall for it hook, line, and sinker. that, and... well. having something to do with his hands, being able to help something, is the healthiest coping method he has, where the rest are incredibly, incredibly unhealthy, so, this is a start.
he sits down and pulls out his supplies, and gestures for thancred to remove the baby slut top please, and at the comment - laughs a little bit. ]
You don't have to repay me. The best way I think you could possibly do so is by taking good care of you.