[He'd really only been teasing, but the idea of Lan Zhan leaving a cute bow was kind of sweet. His hidden softness always brought a smile to Wei Wuxian's features. The new bandages are nice though, cool and breathable compared to his tattered old ribbon. He tests it, not flexing the hand too far, but wiggling his fingers experimentally before nodding.]
Much better.
[They're interrupted, and though he doesn't catch the look Lan Zhan gives her, his own is fairly surprised when she mentions a couple's massage class. Is that what Lan Zhan had arranged? It seems wildly unlike him, but he's been known to indulge some of Wei Wuxian's childish whims before.]
I'll be a little useless for something like that I'm afraid...
[He gestures to his hand, but the woman is quick to shake her head and reassure him that he can be the one they practice on, and that there's plenty of techniques that only use one hand, it's all about distribution of strength and putting pressure in the right places.
She turns quickly, pulling a curtain and tells them to undress to their 'level of comfort,' gesturing at the large white towels folded neatly on the end of the tables while she prepares the massage oils.
Wei Wuxian is left with his mouth hanging slightly askew for a moment before he has to stifle a laugh as he glances from Lan Zhan to the curtain, then bumps his shoulder lightly, unable to keep from teasing.]
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Much better.
[They're interrupted, and though he doesn't catch the look Lan Zhan gives her, his own is fairly surprised when she mentions a couple's massage class. Is that what Lan Zhan had arranged? It seems wildly unlike him, but he's been known to indulge some of Wei Wuxian's childish whims before.]
I'll be a little useless for something like that I'm afraid...
[He gestures to his hand, but the woman is quick to shake her head and reassure him that he can be the one they practice on, and that there's plenty of techniques that only use one hand, it's all about distribution of strength and putting pressure in the right places.
She turns quickly, pulling a curtain and tells them to undress to their 'level of comfort,' gesturing at the large white towels folded neatly on the end of the tables while she prepares the massage oils.
Wei Wuxian is left with his mouth hanging slightly askew for a moment before he has to stifle a laugh as he glances from Lan Zhan to the curtain, then bumps his shoulder lightly, unable to keep from teasing.]
A surprise massage, Lan Zhan how generous!