[He can handle yelling, blame-throwing, and caustic barbs meant to leave scars. But what he's always struggled with are apologies. Whether giving or receiving, it was difficult to find the right words.]
You don't have to- I'm not hurt, Zewu Jun.
[Hearing about Lan Xichen's regrets is even harder to come to terms with, somehow. He knew the man meant well, even then. But letting himself be hidden away in Cloud Recesses while the remnants of the Wen clan were left to suffer, alone and vulnerable in the Burial Mounds? No, no matter how honeyed Zewu Jun's offer, he couldn't have accepted.]
What's past is past. I'm not without mistakes of my own, but surely we can work together here? There's no clans or politicking to worry over. We have a mutual goal, don't we?
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You don't have to- I'm not hurt, Zewu Jun.
[Hearing about Lan Xichen's regrets is even harder to come to terms with, somehow. He knew the man meant well, even then. But letting himself be hidden away in Cloud Recesses while the remnants of the Wen clan were left to suffer, alone and vulnerable in the Burial Mounds? No, no matter how honeyed Zewu Jun's offer, he couldn't have accepted.]
What's past is past. I'm not without mistakes of my own, but surely we can work together here? There's no clans or politicking to worry over. We have a mutual goal, don't we?