[She's looking down at her hands in her lap, holding her phone, as she listens to him talk.
It's weird, it's like they're strangely similar all of a sudden, used to people approaching them not for themselves, but what they represent. Liushu has lost count of how many people cozied up to her to try and get an in with the Zhang Clan. She's become more closed off with the years as a result, always bright and cheery and happy on the outside, but difficult to really approach.
Except, it seems, by this gremlin here who decided he liked the fire runes her aunties use for cooking, apparently.
She grimaces half a smile and then moves to bump shoulders with him.]
... I guess it's good that I was barely paying attention when people used to talk about everything you supposedly did, then.
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It's weird, it's like they're strangely similar all of a sudden, used to people approaching them not for themselves, but what they represent. Liushu has lost count of how many people cozied up to her to try and get an in with the Zhang Clan. She's become more closed off with the years as a result, always bright and cheery and happy on the outside, but difficult to really approach.
Except, it seems, by this gremlin here who decided he liked the fire runes her aunties use for cooking, apparently.
She grimaces half a smile and then moves to bump shoulders with him.]
... I guess it's good that I was barely paying attention when people used to talk about everything you supposedly did, then.
And I'm always cute. Always.