Mm. [he's close enough to pass his hand gently over Koumei's brow again, making sure for himself. If asked later he'll probably blame a glitch for his mushiness, which would be somewhat accurate actually. Nothing is right with his code right now, though the language is improving by bits and pieces.]
What, ceremonial bǎo jiàn? I didn't realize. [it's enough of an explanation that he feels no need to contradict.] If it gets to be nightfall, and nothing changes, you may stay with me.
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What, ceremonial bǎo jiàn? I didn't realize. [it's enough of an explanation that he feels no need to contradict.] If it gets to be nightfall, and nothing changes, you may stay with me.