[ Xiao has brought some tea from the cafe with him, which he's learned is surprisingly good, so he sets it down on Wei Wuxian's drawer before he sits down on the bed.
That's when he spots the bloody tissues. Xiao's eyes narrow a bit, and he turns to Wei Wuxian with a glare. ]
Why did you call me here? You are still ill. Rest. Don't overexert yourself.
[ His voice has a slight edge to it. He's annoyed, but he's also deeply concerned. ]
no subject
That's when he spots the bloody tissues. Xiao's eyes narrow a bit, and he turns to Wei Wuxian with a glare. ]
Why did you call me here? You are still ill. Rest. Don't overexert yourself.
[ His voice has a slight edge to it. He's annoyed, but he's also deeply concerned. ]