[He lets out a shaky breath, trying to forget that dark room and all the intense eyes, focused on him, or think too hard about what might've happened, had Lan Xichen not been able to break him out. He'd had his first warning, what did the second lead to?]
Mm, no harm done.
[Just a little shaken up, but that's hardly worth mentioning. His eyes follow Zewu Jun's gaze, looking at the damaged instrument, and he winces. Ah. That was... how he'd pried the door open.]
And you, Zewu Jun? I'm sorry about your...
[He trails off. How would he feel if it was one of his spiritual tools? Broken like that? It wasn't like they could easily replace it, not here.]
no subject
Mm, no harm done.
[Just a little shaken up, but that's hardly worth mentioning. His eyes follow Zewu Jun's gaze, looking at the damaged instrument, and he winces. Ah. That was... how he'd pried the door open.]
And you, Zewu Jun? I'm sorry about your...
[He trails off. How would he feel if it was one of his spiritual tools? Broken like that? It wasn't like they could easily replace it, not here.]