[he steps over to the cabinet above the sink and sorts through it for a brief moment, before returning to Lan Xichen with a small glass jar which, when unstoppered, smells pleasantly clean and fresh, like linens left to dry out under the sun on a warm summer day. he dabs a portion of it onto a cloth and starts to reach up to do the work himself, then pauses, meeting Lan Xichen's eyes--
--and it's not that he's hesitating because he doesn't want to be the one to do this, he does rather desperately, but perhaps this intimacy is a step too far.]
Does Er-ge mind if I...? [his words trail off quietly. hopeful]
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[he steps over to the cabinet above the sink and sorts through it for a brief moment, before returning to Lan Xichen with a small glass jar which, when unstoppered, smells pleasantly clean and fresh, like linens left to dry out under the sun on a warm summer day. he dabs a portion of it onto a cloth and starts to reach up to do the work himself, then pauses, meeting Lan Xichen's eyes--
--and it's not that he's hesitating because he doesn't want to be the one to do this, he does
rather desperately, but perhaps this intimacy is a step too far.]Does Er-ge mind if I...? [his words trail off quietly.
hopeful]