"Oh, you both have fans. Why am I not surprised?" is his first response and...yup. Yup, there he goes. He, too, is now more verbose. "At least the moving statues are under command. It would be worse if they weren't. Though, if they weren't, I could hunt them. You could come with me. And your Lord and Lady Windmaster—though are you sure I'm not allowed to threaten them? Not even on my didi's behalf? Who also deserves the best?"
Wow. Wow. He is just spitting out all sorts of nonsense that he'd never be able to make leave his throat on a normal day.
But somehow, his mind glosses over the fact that the more he eats the worse it gets, and he frowns over the directive to leave the Windmaster alone. And eats some more of his Qinghe food with a bit more relish. "Are you sure I can't threaten? Because even if there is a statue of them in my courty—that's who that statue is of? A god?! Huaisang! That thing is a menace! The courtyard is the worst place for it if anyone wants to get anything done at all! Where did it even come from?"
/steeples fingers. We have entered the Nonsense Zone.
Wow. Wow. He is just spitting out all sorts of nonsense that he'd never be able to make leave his throat on a normal day.
But somehow, his mind glosses over the fact that the more he eats the worse it gets, and he frowns over the directive to leave the Windmaster alone. And eats some more of his Qinghe food with a bit more relish. "Are you sure I can't threaten? Because even if there is a statue of them in my courty—that's who that statue is of? A god?! Huaisang! That thing is a menace! The courtyard is the worst place for it if anyone wants to get anything done at all! Where did it even come from?"