[ Zhongli is distracted, once everything has been taken care of for jiaoqiu. he's actually in the kitchen at the moment, waiting for water to boil in an old-fashioned kettle on the stove and simply... staring into the wall above the stove, his hands absently resting on the handle for the oven below. his stance is still just as upright as usual, but his shoulders are still tense while he lets himself be lost to his own thoughts.
it's only when the kettle begins to whistle that he rouses from his thoughts and notices maomao, shaking his head and offering a small smile. ]
Tea? [ might as well offer some, as he reaches for the kettle, going to pour it into a porcelain teapot waiting on the counter. ] I thought it might be good to brew some, after that.
[ she'll leave him to his thoughts as she merely observes, while also thinking over things. once he does notice, she will give a polite nod of her head. ]
[ carefully setting the kettle aside, the only sound from him for a moment after that is the clack of porcelain as he puts the lid back into place on the pot. thinking, again, but not for too long this time. ]
We knew that the path to judgement day would be a long one, but I could not have anticipated this.
... I hope that it will be, but I have my doubts, when the angels have been unable to pinpoint the cause. They've been honest with their thoughts, and they do seem intent on finding out what's happened. But I regardless worry.
[ he'll start pouring the tea - the cup closest to maomao first - after the tea has steeped long enough. ]
If we had more concrete answers on the source, perhaps I wouldn't as much.
I do wonder if it's an act of sabotage. This is the trial run for this system. I don't know what the power system here is or if there's an hierarchy, but there could be other angels against change.
[ but then that's just what she's seen from her own world. ]
Jing Yuan unfortunately wasn't so forthcoming. I do not know if it's because he was hoping to spare us of what is plaguing him or if he was unable to see the wrong at the time before...
[ he nods his agreement quietly as he offers her the square-shaped teacup, motions practiced and familiar from aeons of the custom. ]
I feared the same, but I did not want to bring it up with the angels when I spoke with them - not right away, not when it's so fresh. If they still are unable to find the source in these next few days... I think we'll have to propose it.
[ he's not unfamiliar with the concept. ]
... when I spoke with him, he said that it was boredom that drove him to do what he did. But it almost seemed as if he was not behind his eyes.
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it's only when the kettle begins to whistle that he rouses from his thoughts and notices maomao, shaking his head and offering a small smile. ]
Tea? [ might as well offer some, as he reaches for the kettle, going to pour it into a porcelain teapot waiting on the counter. ] I thought it might be good to brew some, after that.
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We can have it with some snacks I made.
[ if he's feeling up to snacks ]
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[ carefully setting the kettle aside, the only sound from him for a moment after that is the clack of porcelain as he puts the lid back into place on the pot. thinking, again, but not for too long this time. ]
We knew that the path to judgement day would be a long one, but I could not have anticipated this.
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I doubt anyone could have anticipated this and I still have yet to receive answers as to why it happened.
[ jing yuan taking his secrets with him ]
Do you believe it'll be an isolated event?
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[ he'll start pouring the tea - the cup closest to maomao first - after the tea has steeped long enough. ]
If we had more concrete answers on the source, perhaps I wouldn't as much.
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[ but then that's just what she's seen from her own world. ]
Jing Yuan unfortunately wasn't so forthcoming. I do not know if it's because he was hoping to spare us of what is plaguing him or if he was unable to see the wrong at the time before...
[ his execution... ]
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I feared the same, but I did not want to bring it up with the angels when I spoke with them - not right away, not when it's so fresh. If they still are unable to find the source in these next few days... I think we'll have to propose it.
[ he's not unfamiliar with the concept. ]
... when I spoke with him, he said that it was boredom that drove him to do what he did. But it almost seemed as if he was not behind his eyes.