[Eleven's smile is quick, knowing well that Lan Wangji would have good grounds to disagree. But the meditation has helped, and Lily herself, too.
He meets her eyes and lets her query wash over him a moment, then follows suit in peering out the window. He's yet a touch distracted by the warmth of her leg]
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He meets her eyes and lets her query wash over him a moment, then follows suit in peering out the window. He's yet a touch distracted by the warmth of her leg]
Ah, if you'd like to, of course.