[ sweet girl. bixing's... somewhere, settled, with like fourteen computer screens popping out of his personal device, just covered in mathematics and schematics and all sorts of other wildly nerdy things.
when he sees harrow, though, his expression softens like, immediately. ]
And then some. [ hopefully. ] ...You look exhausted. Can I walk you back to where you're staying?
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when he sees harrow, though, his expression softens like, immediately. ]
And then some. [ hopefully. ] ...You look exhausted. Can I walk you back to where you're staying?