It's not so hard, making time for one another, provided you're flexible.
Before Lan Yi is alone with the Yin Iron, she's alone with the Yin Iron and Baoshan Sanren.
Or: being immortal means always having to say you're sorry.
Irving takes it on himself to correct Mr. Hickey's permissive attitudes regarding buggery.
"Tang da-ge," she presses, trying to reel him back for a final snatch of constructive conversation before he sets off into the wilderness of his own head again, "who was that handsome gentleman?"
"So familiar." Tang Fan's preening at her address persists as far as them both toeing over the threshold before the smug smile falls flat from his face. Then, "Wait," he starts, craning so far to toss a look over his shoulder that he ends up twisting himself around in a circle. "What— what han…
"Tang da-ge," she presses, trying to reel him back for a final snatch of constructive conversation before he sets off into the wilderness of his own head again, "who was that handsome gentleman?"
"So familiar." Tang Fan's preening at her address persists as far as them both toeing over the threshold before the smug smile falls flat from his face. Then, "Wait," he starts, craning so far to toss a look over his shoulder that he ends up twisting himself around in a circle. "What— what handsome gentleman?"
Their first time is the last time.
Crozier's past has come back to haunt him before, but not quite like this.
Two friends pause together briefly.
Crozier experiences some uncharitable thoughts in light of one particular shortcoming.
If Lan Wangji has learned anything from his atonement for Wei Wuxian’s death, it is that patience is neither simple nor shallow.
They end up keeping the dress.