Shen Qingqiu sees the other transmigrator, or whatever she is, messing around with the Mansion's lawn.
He hesitates. He—probably owes her an apology. She's clearly not behind whatever is turning people here gay, and she's no more the author of this place than Shen Qingqiu himself. Plus—Lan Wangji losing respect for him has made him feel kind of weird and isolated; there are people here he can talk to, who wouldn't mind seeing him—Sir Sagramore, for instance, or Tress, who he still wants to compare notes with, or even Asmodean. But to each of them to varying degrees he's been performing. It's weird—he'd never really felt this way on Qing Jing, maybe because there was no other possibility, but here there's a sort of awfulness to knowing that when they greet him with a smile, it's Shen Qingqiu they're greeting, not...
He shakes his head. Anyway. The point is, he'd been so riled up about Janet on their first meeting that he'd accidentally been himself with her, the way he used to be with Airplane. She might still find him unbearably annoying, but at least she was annoyed with him, and not the scraps of someone else he's increasingly desperately clothing himself in.
"Hey," he says, and then nods at the squares she's drawing. "What is this, some kind of game?"
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He hesitates. He—probably owes her an apology. She's clearly not behind whatever is turning people here gay, and she's no more the author of this place than Shen Qingqiu himself. Plus—Lan Wangji losing respect for him has made him feel kind of weird and isolated; there are people here he can talk to, who wouldn't mind seeing him—Sir Sagramore, for instance, or Tress, who he still wants to compare notes with, or even Asmodean. But to each of them to varying degrees he's been performing. It's weird—he'd never really felt this way on Qing Jing, maybe because there was no other possibility, but here there's a sort of awfulness to knowing that when they greet him with a smile, it's Shen Qingqiu they're greeting, not...
He shakes his head. Anyway. The point is, he'd been so riled up about Janet on their first meeting that he'd accidentally been himself with her, the way he used to be with Airplane. She might still find him unbearably annoying, but at least she was annoyed with him, and not the scraps of someone else he's increasingly desperately clothing himself in.
"Hey," he says, and then nods at the squares she's drawing. "What is this, some kind of game?"