[Lan Fan gets an extra look and then, with a grin, a little wink, so now she hates him for life. Fantastic.
It's really only Ling he has eyes for, though. He takes a seat immediately, acting as though they're equals, as though it's his right to sit just like the boss is. Which, yes, Ling had invited him to do so, but it's also good manners to act a little more deferential about it.
Oh, well. There's food to be eaten, and he's starved. Thank god he can use chopsticks; that'd be just the thing, fucking up like that at the last step.]
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It's really only Ling he has eyes for, though. He takes a seat immediately, acting as though they're equals, as though it's his right to sit just like the boss is. Which, yes, Ling had invited him to do so, but it's also good manners to act a little more deferential about it.
Oh, well. There's food to be eaten, and he's starved. Thank god he can use chopsticks; that'd be just the thing, fucking up like that at the last step.]
I told you I was good. Go on, say it.