@schleckermaul
A minute's passed with them in the same space and Xerxes Break has yet to kick him out.
It was a promising start. They'd parted on bad terms, but Wang Yi finds it difficult to recall the exact details of their last fight. He remembers heated words and the look in Break's eyes, but everything afterwards is a blur, let alone any flash of emotions he'd experienced in the incident. (Or maybe he doesn't want to recall.)
There was guilt, yes—but he's never stopped feeling that, so it was nothing new.
Standing a good distance away from wherever Break is, one hand on his hip (only because his sword is missing and he doesn't know where else to put it) while the other hangs at his side, Wang Yi looks relaxed, if a bit aloof.
"Hmm."
"Well for starters, you still look the same after 10 years."
Ah, but he's never been great with jokes.
