Early in the morning, Lan Wangji make use of the gym by keeping himself fit and in shape. He lifts weights, does push-ups, works out on the cardio equipment. He never bothers using the mirror every time he make use of the gym.
When his brother enters the gym, he said nothing at first. But he felt a tremble of emotion to see his arm replacement. Ceramic and smooth, and made in every likeness of a real arm.
"Xiong-zhang? No apologies were necessary. But brother...your arm. It's..." Made of ceramic, he observes and examines upon a closer look. Keeping his expression stony, tone soft. "What happened?"
He reaches for his coat that is slipping loosely down his shoulder and pulls it upward so the sleeve will fit over his ceramic arm and shoulder to give it adequate cover.
GYM
When his brother enters the gym, he said nothing at first. But he felt a tremble of emotion to see his arm replacement. Ceramic and smooth, and made in every likeness of a real arm.
"Xiong-zhang? No apologies were necessary. But brother...your arm. It's..." Made of ceramic, he observes and examines upon a closer look. Keeping his expression stony, tone soft. "What happened?"
He reaches for his coat that is slipping loosely down his shoulder and pulls it upward so the sleeve will fit over his ceramic arm and shoulder to give it adequate cover.