he thinks for a moment about shi qingxuan, who he spoke to earlier, and about the description of an emet selch who might hate to be king. a man who xie lian learned of as an emperor.
his brows knit together - apologetic, almost. ]
...There was barely a moment where he wore it. [ because xie lian remembers it with perfect clarity, if only because a masked man haunted him for large portions of his life. he reaches up absently, touching his hand to his own cheek. ] And... I believe when he did, it was because he had lost many of his memories.
...I think... from what I know of him, I may know of an Emet-Selch who is far from the future, my friend.
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he thinks for a moment about shi qingxuan, who he spoke to earlier, and about the description of an emet selch who might hate to be king. a man who xie lian learned of as an emperor.
his brows knit together - apologetic, almost. ]
...There was barely a moment where he wore it. [ because xie lian remembers it with perfect clarity, if only because a masked man haunted him for large portions of his life. he reaches up absently, touching his hand to his own cheek. ] And... I believe when he did, it was because he had lost many of his memories.
...I think... from what I know of him, I may know of an Emet-Selch who is far from the future, my friend.