[The child's expression barely changes more than a slight narrowing of the eyes, and yet the look he's giving Xie Lian can only be described as smug and accusatory.]
...Liar.
[And terrible at it too. Liars always love to talk, to say much more than needs to be said and this stranger just rambled a whole screed about salmon.
A perfunctory sniff of the bun doesn't yield any bitter scents that might indicate poison. The stranger was likely just putting on a brave face.
And if the child commits to memory that Xie Lian likes salmon bao with garlic and ginger the best, that's nobody's business but his own.]
Eat the other half. A city like this will swallow onii-san alive if he does not keep his strength up.
[As if a nine year old is one to talk. But then again, spring is right around the corner, and he knows how to make snares and nets, and soon he'll be feasting on plump hares, fat squirrels, drowsy fish and frogs, and fresh butterburr shoots. He knows how to survive - this stranger looks like a stiff wind could knock him over.]
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...Liar.
[And terrible at it too. Liars always love to talk, to say much more than needs to be said and this stranger just rambled a whole screed about salmon.
A perfunctory sniff of the bun doesn't yield any bitter scents that might indicate poison. The stranger was likely just putting on a brave face.
And if the child commits to memory that Xie Lian likes salmon bao with garlic and ginger the best, that's nobody's business but his own.]Eat the other half. A city like this will swallow onii-san alive if he does not keep his strength up.
[As if a nine year old is one to talk. But then again, spring is right around the corner, and he knows how to make snares and nets, and soon he'll be feasting on plump hares, fat squirrels, drowsy fish and frogs, and fresh butterburr shoots. He knows how to survive - this stranger looks like a stiff wind could knock him over.]