You get the story in steady bits and pieces after that, as chaotic as only a story that Wei Wuxian is trying to help tell can be. It's peppered with interruptions, including another Andalite (who leans in through the doorway almost like a human, which is somehow more surreal than Lan Wangji in clothes), Wen Ning trading places with his sister, the largest human man you've ever seen who Wei Wuxian enthusiastically drags over to introduce as "First Disciple Malos" to much fond eye-rolling, and, finally, a skinny girl with light green hair who Wei Wuxian addresses as "Rielle-shimei" who insists on having Wen Ning fix her hair. (This last is, in fact, appallingly cute, not that you acknowledge it out loud.)
"Isn't this supposed to be my sickroom?" you ask Jiang Yanli, who just sighs.
"This is typical," she says. "The way Asch-zongzhu runs his people is very loose."
"It's the total opposite of the Gusu Lan," Wei Wuxian says. "He runs himself even more ragged than Jiang Cheng."
<It is surprising that he hasn't come yet to greet you himself,> Lan Wangji says, almost startling you. He's been silent even by his own standards for most of the storytelling. <He prides himself on finding time to greet everyone personally.>
"He was busy with Nines," Rielle says, the knowing contribution of children. She sits very still as Wen Ning finishes the short braid at the back of her head. Her ears, now exposed, are too big to be human and have distinct points. "They're working on the Alternian network."
"Typical," Jiang Cheng says. "9S never met a hacking challenge he could back down from."
"They're good for each other," Wei Wuxian seems to agree, fondly.
"They're terrors," Jiang Cheng counters.
"Thank you, Rielle-guniang," Jiang Yanli says. "If you see Asch-zongzhu, would you tell him that Nie-gongzi is awake?"
Rielle dips in a cute little curtsey and scampers off. Wei Wuxian sighs fondly.
"She'll be fifteen next year, can you believe it?" he says. "We're going to have to make her a greatsword."
Your eyes drift to the one leaning up behind him. "A girl like that, with a sword like that?" you say, feigning astonishment.
"She's an elezen, she'll be taller than all of us in a couple years!" Wei Wuxian protests. "Except Lan Zhan, of course."
"Maybe you should wait until she's her adult height, then," Jiang Cheng says. "If you give her an elezen-sized sword now, it will be taller than she is instead of just looking like it."
Wei Wuxian huffs. "If she gets that tall, we'll make her another one," he says. Then he turns to you, and says, "If you're feeling well enough, why don't I show you around? We can harass Asch-zongzhu and 9S ourselves if we find them."
The lazy part of you wants to stay in bed forever. But the cunning planner is all too curious about this Asch - the boy who runs this entire ridiculous thing as somewhere between a sect leader and a revolutionary, who was perfectly happy to transfer about half of his base of operations to another planet simply because a friend of a vague acquaintance needed help.
Who might be willing to get your brother back for you. Who definitely did teach Wei Wuxian a swordsmanship style that keeps resentful energy at bay.
"I would like that," you say, closing your fan and flicking it back into your sylladex to get out of bed. "Thank you."
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"Isn't this supposed to be my sickroom?" you ask Jiang Yanli, who just sighs.
"This is typical," she says. "The way Asch-zongzhu runs his people is very loose."
"It's the total opposite of the Gusu Lan," Wei Wuxian says. "He runs himself even more ragged than Jiang Cheng."
<It is surprising that he hasn't come yet to greet you himself,> Lan Wangji says, almost startling you. He's been silent even by his own standards for most of the storytelling. <He prides himself on finding time to greet everyone personally.>
"He was busy with Nines," Rielle says, the knowing contribution of children. She sits very still as Wen Ning finishes the short braid at the back of her head. Her ears, now exposed, are too big to be human and have distinct points. "They're working on the Alternian network."
"Typical," Jiang Cheng says. "9S never met a hacking challenge he could back down from."
"They're good for each other," Wei Wuxian seems to agree, fondly.
"They're terrors," Jiang Cheng counters.
"Thank you, Rielle-guniang," Jiang Yanli says. "If you see Asch-zongzhu, would you tell him that Nie-gongzi is awake?"
Rielle dips in a cute little curtsey and scampers off. Wei Wuxian sighs fondly.
"She'll be fifteen next year, can you believe it?" he says. "We're going to have to make her a greatsword."
Your eyes drift to the one leaning up behind him. "A girl like that, with a sword like that?" you say, feigning astonishment.
"She's an elezen, she'll be taller than all of us in a couple years!" Wei Wuxian protests. "Except Lan Zhan, of course."
"Maybe you should wait until she's her adult height, then," Jiang Cheng says. "If you give her an elezen-sized sword now, it will be taller than she is instead of just looking like it."
Wei Wuxian huffs. "If she gets that tall, we'll make her another one," he says. Then he turns to you, and says, "If you're feeling well enough, why don't I show you around? We can harass Asch-zongzhu and 9S ourselves if we find them."
The lazy part of you wants to stay in bed forever. But the cunning planner is all too curious about this Asch - the boy who runs this entire ridiculous thing as somewhere between a sect leader and a revolutionary, who was perfectly happy to transfer about half of his base of operations to another planet simply because a friend of a vague acquaintance needed help.
Who might be willing to get your brother back for you. Who definitely did teach Wei Wuxian a swordsmanship style that keeps resentful energy at bay.
"I would like that," you say, closing your fan and flicking it back into your sylladex to get out of bed. "Thank you."