Not in the mood for conversation, Wen Ning nevertheless peers sideways at the other man when he asks his question. He doesn't feel like he should need to point out the obvious answer, so he doesn't give it.
"I lost a friend back there," is all he can really say. He's been told by more than one person that he'll be back and that death isn't permanent. This should have already been proven to him on account of how he'd had a conversation with a man he'd killed himself... but it's easy to believe that this time might be the one time where he doesn't come back. And he feels as though he would be partially to blame for not getting there in time.
His hand clenches around Chenqing and remains there.
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"I lost a friend back there," is all he can really say. He's been told by more than one person that he'll be back and that death isn't permanent. This should have already been proven to him on account of how he'd had a conversation with a man he'd killed himself... but it's easy to believe that this time might be the one time where he doesn't come back. And he feels as though he would be partially to blame for not getting there in time.
His hand clenches around Chenqing and remains there.