diabolizes | pcs with psyche

[ If he were still holding her wrist, he'd probably feel the way her pulse spikes at that question. But he doesn't need to be looking for anything that subtle when her whole posture shifts. She straightens, like someone used to always being poised and at attention, and touches her hand thoughtfully to her chin. ]

Now, why would she have done that? I trust you have a very good explanation. Immediately.

[ ...So it did work. Well, then.

Holding back a laugh at her demand, he affixes a serious look to his face. ]

Medea, I presume? [ Wei Wuxian picks up that letter Psyche handed to him and presents it to her. ] Psyche wrote this for you.

How strange of her to use a messenger.

[ She gives him a measuring look -- maybe she senses the laughter on him -- but she reaches over to take the letter and flip it open briskly. Without her affecting Psyche's mannerisms, Psyche's face is uncharacteristically unemotional.

She does cast a quick glance towards Psyche's sword, which makes one corner of her mouth lift slightly as she reads. ]

I wonder what you did to make that foolish girl think you might need protecting from me.

I’m a mere human, that’s what. Completely and utterly weak.

[ But the flute sticking out of the waistband of his pants says otherwise. ]

Does her letter explain the situation at hand?

[ Oh, that gets him an arch little look. Sarcasm is only capped by the fact that she's still reading. ]

Interesting. She says that the "little devices with the wings" [ thank you, Psyche ] list everyone's "powers." Dishonesty would be a terrible way to start a new relationship.

[ Reading, reading... Whatever she sees at the end of the letter makes her let out a short exhalation, and she sits up, shuffling the pages back into order with a note of finality. ]

Well enough, yes. I presume you would be Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian, Wei Ying, the Yiling Patriarch… all me.

[ Should he be obnoxious? No, but he can’t turn that off.

But despite that, it’s time for him to fish for some information. ]

Say, does Psyche remember whatever conversations we might have?

[ Medea taps a nail pensively to the countertop for a moment before she reaches for the drink and takes a sip. ]

Psyche's memories are Psyche's, and mine are my own. She would have no way of knowing what we spoke of... unless I told her, of course.

[ Which she could! She taps Psyche's letter pointedly. ]

Why do you ask?

Alright. I had assumed as much.

[ He’ll get straight to the point then. ]

I would prefer if you didn’t kill anyone, but in the case that you do… I’ll help. Ask me to help with the cleanup and I’ll do what I can. I can’t promise that she would go undetected, but I won’t speak up.

[ For a good few seconds, Medea simply stares at him. She isn't gauche enough to let her mouth hang open, but she's very plainly frozen.

Then, finally, she lets out a startled laugh. ]

She never ceases to surprise me... and what would you expect in return for that, Yiling Patriarch?

[ He sighs. ]

What kind of man do you take me for? I don’t want anything.

[ With his incredibly blunt delivery, it’s obvious that he means it. ]

In all honestly, I’d prefer if you promised me you’d never kill, but I would want you to if it was to defend Psyche from someone else.

All people want something.

[ Huh. She props her chin on her fist as she studies him for a little while, evaluating. ]

...Do you know how many would-be assassins I've already had to kill in this body? A promise like that would be meaningless. But you may tell Psyche that I understood her feelings very well. [ She pauses a second, but a little grudgingly, adds: ] I have no intention of making the first move. But I'm hardly so good-natured as to offer up my throat for the knife.

And you shouldn’t. I would kill anyone who attempts to kill me first as well.

[ There’s no hesitation in his voice, and he doesn’t seem to have much of a moral issue with it. ]

I won’t hold it against you should something happen.

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Then I suppose we can consider ourselves unlikely allies. Should the situation arise.

[ She glances down at the letter again, and her brow might crease very slightly. ]

That girl... did she tell you how long she intended to give me?

No. Why? Are you going to go run around the island?

[ He smiles. ]

There isn’t a whole lot to do right now. I imagine everyone’s tired from that trial.

Yes. [ BLUNTLY. ] Obviously it would be more convenient to be familiar with the terrain myself...

[ Wait, is he laughing at her again. She tries to give him a withering look, which has an unfortunate tendency to look pouty on Psyche's good-natured face. ]

If she didn't say, then she'll return soon to make certain I haven't stabbed you. Tell her that the next time I need a few hours. At the least.

[ Unfortunately, that look is more cute to Wei Wuxian than anything else. ]

Alright, alright. I’ll tell her as much.

[ He shifts around and settles more comfortable on the bar stool. ]

I’m not going to tag along so you can actually focus on your surroundings, but I might be drunk by the time you come back.

[ Medea hops down from the barstool and frowns a tiny bit at her balance. ]

So I see. ...Try to stay alert enough not to be ambushed, won't you?

[ 'Psyche would be upset' goes unsaid but strongly inferred. Medea moves to take the sword -- and leave the letter -- and will go make her circuit. Though if Wei Wuxian stays for very long, Psyche will definitely be jogging back in a hurry. ]

Haha! Don’t worry, I will.

[ also because he can’t be drunk yet for later pcs

Wei Wuxian waves her off, and once he spots Psyche (?) jogging back to him, he waves. ]

How was the tour?

[ Probably actually Psyche... she's visibly flustered and out of breath. She rests her palms on her thighs as she pants and looks him up and down quickly. No blood??? ]

Thank goodness... I didn't know what to think when I came back on the other island.

[ No blood! In fact, Wei Wuxian looks very relaxed as he leans on the bar counter. ]

Medea took a walk around to see what she had to work with.

[ Yknow. In case she kills. No biggie. ]

[ Psyche lets out a little sigh and sits down next to him again. ]

That's good... I was worried about her hurting someone if she misunderstood the situation. [ Or understood it entirely too well. ] But I didn't want her in a dangerous position because she doesn't know the island, either. It's such a relief.

I’m glad you feel relieved.

[ Wei Wuxian doesn’t, but… he’ll deal with things as they come. ]

She was pleasant with me, all things considered.

Was she? She can seem a little sharp, but she's just cautious. She must have liked you.

[ Also a relief... She wishes Medea had had time to leave her a letter in return, she wants her impressions. She smiles over at him at the thought. ]

Thank you. You're always helping me.

[ And she's so glad at least he knows about Medea now. Maybe he knows her well enough that he could see the difference between them, but... Eros and her parents can't, and she doesn't want to test him. ]

No need to thank me.

[ He smiles a little. After all, for those he’s fond of, he’ll do anything. ]

We’ve got to stick together, after all.

That's true. I wish I could do something for you, though. I hope I didn't add to your worries.

[ She wanted to cheer him up too, after all. This week she's making him soup for certain. ]

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