[ Jin Ling is grateful for that when he does see them on the way over to his bath. At the very least, they will have some clean clothes for the evening. He obviously didn't mean anything by it. It's more of, he's not used to it and it bothered him. The sheer fact that someone was this meticulous enough to care for him in such a way, really confused him. He couldn't say he wasn't loved, but it wasn't the kind of love he was used to. It's foreign, new. It would take time to adjust.
He didn't know how to respond and didn't realize he said something hurtful. If Wei Wu Xian would at least say something to him, he'd at least try to understand the situation better.
There's a brow raise from him before he vanished to clean, not sure how to take the way the other replied to him. It didn't seem right. Something felt off but he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer from him anytime soon. It was aggravating to deal with this the entire trip. It seems like both of their moods kept shifting.
He's too tired to have another argument with him so he leaves it at that. However, despite how Wei Wu Xian feels about the situation, Jin Ling is mature enough to understand that mistakes happen and even if Wei Wu Xian has a hand in all of the things that happened to him, it's not all his fault. Seriously, what sort of self depreciating human being is he?! Ugh. Sometimes a good bath really does help someone think and clear their minds and maybe he might have recall the way he phrased his words. Perhaps, they came off a little to mean. Honestly! Why was talking with people like him so hard? Most people just get angry at him and retort. Except, here's his other supposed uncle, taking whatever crap he says and just rolls with it. At least refute it.
He approaches Wei Wu Xian again, while pulling his hair back in a pony tail. As he got closer, he notices that the other still looks quite feverish and sick. So much for focusing on taking care of himself. ]
Hey, it's your turn. [ He calls to him, his tone considerably less sharp as it was before. ] You sure you're okay? You still look feverish.
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He didn't know how to respond and didn't realize he said something hurtful. If Wei Wu Xian would at least say something to him, he'd at least try to understand the situation better.
There's a brow raise from him before he vanished to clean, not sure how to take the way the other replied to him. It didn't seem right. Something felt off but he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer from him anytime soon. It was aggravating to deal with this the entire trip. It seems like both of their moods kept shifting.
He's too tired to have another argument with him so he leaves it at that. However, despite how Wei Wu Xian feels about the situation, Jin Ling is mature enough to understand that mistakes happen and even if Wei Wu Xian has a hand in all of the things that happened to him, it's not all his fault. Seriously, what sort of self depreciating human being is he?! Ugh. Sometimes a good bath really does help someone think and clear their minds and maybe he might have recall the way he phrased his words. Perhaps, they came off a little to mean. Honestly! Why was talking with people like him so hard? Most people just get angry at him and retort. Except, here's his other supposed uncle, taking whatever crap he says and just rolls with it. At least refute it.
He approaches Wei Wu Xian again, while pulling his hair back in a pony tail. As he got closer, he notices that the other still looks quite feverish and sick. So much for focusing on taking care of himself. ]
Hey, it's your turn. [ He calls to him, his tone considerably less sharp as it was before. ] You sure you're okay? You still look feverish.
[ Maybe he should boil that medication now. ]