Better be important, he says. "Tch, how could it not be?" he returns with a lift of his chin. Would he bother making the request in this moment if it wasn't? He doesn't see it as a demand, despite phrasing it like one. Di Feisheng is capable of declining if he wants, and Fang Duobing doesn't doubt that he would if he was so inclined; but the purpose serves them both, so he also doesn't see why the other man would. The logic is obvious, and no elaboration should be needed.
"I want you to help me make of request of that crystal." He gives an explanation a few steps down the house's shoveled walk, already making his way to the road once Di Feisheng has joined him, his own necklace gripped stubbornly in a fist. "I haven't had any results on my own, so I thought the two of us might be more effective."
Does the manpower count when a wish is made? Wasn't it always said that more elaborate prayers often evoked responses from the gods? Not that he's ever been a particularly superstitious person, but perhaps one plea to their negligent host isn't enough. Maybe two might get the message across. It's a direct solution--more brute force than cleverness, which maybe speaks to the level of desperation he's at if he's reached this point.
Well that style of communication and logic are different when Di Feisheng does it. Some elaboration might not be needed, strictly speaking, but it is appreciated nonetheless. On some level, below the perceivable. On the surface, as perceptible as that ever is for Di Feisheng, Fang Duobing's explanation warrants only a minute blink of dark-eyed surprise, some slight recalculation. Appeal to his (considerable) curiosity aside, the idea has (likewise considerable) merit, so far, from a purely logical standpoint. And who says brute force and cleverness are at odds, as strategies go, anyway.
Of course it goes without saying, Di Feisheng hasn't had any results himself. Nevertheless, he for once feels the rare compulsion to say it anyway. "I haven't either. So maybe you're right." The approval in his voice isn't as grudging as the hope, somehow. Not like him to need to rely on it, or to hesitate a breath, passing over his first question completely. "What do you mean to ask for this time?"
The fact that Di Feisheng is still with him means more than the approval or the hope. Fang Duobing is certain that if the other man thought the idea was without merit, he would have stopped and turned around right there. It's still nice to hear, though, regardless of the levels of reluctance... Or the question that follows. The answer that Fang Duobing gives is approached with just as much hesitance.
"The same things as always. A cure for the poison." He doesn't expect there to be one here, and if there was, he doesn't expect this Vaeros to simply hand it over... But he has to try anyway. He'll take even the smallest chance if there's any to be taken at all. He could probably mask the desperation in that if he didn't continue, but Di Feisheng is a partner in this now (and always has been, as far as Li Lianhua is concerned). "If not that... then something that will help. His cultivation. Mine, or yours. Even Huli Jing might raise his spirits enough to get him out of bed. If we can just make it through the winter, the situation will improve."
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"I want you to help me make of request of that crystal." He gives an explanation a few steps down the house's shoveled walk, already making his way to the road once Di Feisheng has joined him, his own necklace gripped stubbornly in a fist. "I haven't had any results on my own, so I thought the two of us might be more effective."
Does the manpower count when a wish is made? Wasn't it always said that more elaborate prayers often evoked responses from the gods? Not that he's ever been a particularly superstitious person, but perhaps one plea to their negligent host isn't enough. Maybe two might get the message across. It's a direct solution--more brute force than cleverness, which maybe speaks to the level of desperation he's at if he's reached this point.
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Well that style of communication and logic are different when Di Feisheng does it.Some elaboration might not be needed, strictly speaking, but it is appreciated nonetheless. On some level, below the perceivable. On the surface, as perceptible as that ever is for Di Feisheng, Fang Duobing's explanation warrants only a minute blink of dark-eyed surprise, some slight recalculation. Appeal to his (considerable) curiosity aside, the idea has (likewise considerable) merit, so far, from a purely logical standpoint. And who says brute force and cleverness are at odds, as strategies go, anyway.Of course it goes without saying, Di Feisheng hasn't had any results himself. Nevertheless, he for once feels the rare compulsion to say it anyway. "I haven't either. So maybe you're right." The approval in his voice isn't as grudging as the hope, somehow. Not like him to need to rely on it, or to hesitate a breath, passing over his first question completely. "What do you mean to ask for this time?"
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"The same things as always. A cure for the poison." He doesn't expect there to be one here, and if there was, he doesn't expect this Vaeros to simply hand it over... But he has to try anyway. He'll take even the smallest chance if there's any to be taken at all. He could probably mask the desperation in that if he didn't continue, but Di Feisheng is a partner in this now (and always has been, as far as Li Lianhua is concerned). "If not that... then something that will help. His cultivation. Mine, or yours. Even Huli Jing might raise his spirits enough to get him out of bed. If we can just make it through the winter, the situation will improve."