[Xiao Xingchen gives a warm smile, his spirits lifted again, even if it doesn't fully hide the sadness in his eyes.
Stepping inside, he places the box on the nearest table. The design on it looks much different from before.]
I should have brought you some more proper food than this.
[Something like a medicinal herb soup, to heal the weakness and replenish him. Though he didn't have any prepared at the time and knew that would take some time-- perhaps it was another hurried, selfish desire to see the man yet again.
He pulls out a bit of ginseng root from his sleeve. At least he picked out something helpful as well...]
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Stepping inside, he places the box on the nearest table. The design on it looks much different from before.]
I should have brought you some more proper food than this.
[Something like a medicinal herb soup, to heal the weakness and replenish him. Though he didn't have any prepared at the time and knew that would take some time-- perhaps it was another hurried, selfish desire to see the man yet again.
He pulls out a bit of ginseng root from his sleeve. At least he picked out something helpful as well...]
I'll make tea for you.