Cycles of love and loss and understanding.
“If there is anything else that can be said of Qinghe Nie,” Lan Xichen recites, helplessly faint, “it is that we take our weddings and our burials very seriously—”
“—For they are, to us, one and the same,” Nie Huaisang finishes for him. “You do remember.”
The longer you spend in his company, the less you care about what the answers are.
Andrew might not be able to play any more, but of course, there are alternatives.
Kylo keeps talking to people in the Resistance about Finn's opinions on, well, everything. And the worst part is, he's quoting conversations they actually had.
There is no-one here to watch Nie Mingjue, save for their ancestors, save for him.
Toby thinks Tybalt's confession will lead to them sleeping together right away. Tybalt has other ideas.
Raleigh knows he likes bottoming.
Better safe than close. A phrase Alleria repeated to herself so many times over their lost years that it has become some strange combination of vow and hymn.
Listeners, I have just received word that our new visitor—you know, the British one, with his soul unwillingly tethered to a non-euclidean facet of what we perceive to be human terror—is listening to our show!