Gideon, surprised into a laugh, snickers as she hands him a stone and tosses one in her own palm. "Most skips wins. Come on, angel: let's dance."
Man, she likes Lan Wangji and his dry streak of humor. He might dress like an Eighth adept but there's nothing in him at all like that humorless wad of soggy paper Silas Oktakiseron.
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Date: 2020-11-04 11:52 pm (UTC)Man, she likes Lan Wangji and his dry streak of humor. He might dress like an Eighth adept but there's nothing in him at all like that humorless wad of soggy paper Silas Oktakiseron.