[As long as Koumei drinks all his water and doesn't exert himself, Cao Pi is content with their preparations. It doesn't seem like not running to the nearest healer is having an adverse effect, so far. He remains on his guard, one hand straying to his swords every time there's so much as a footfall or clank of metal outside. He doesn't even bother with his CEREvice at any point, it's probably broken anyway.
Don't mind him, Mei, he's just going to idly recite poetry while you rest, keeping his voice low and soothing so it doesn't carry outside. More than half of it is understandable, but the seven-stanza format he's so famous for is even more clear when he's speaking fully in Chinese. At least he's not breaking into song or anything, so be grateful for that. Poetry passes the time nicely.]
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Don't mind him, Mei, he's just going to idly recite poetry while you rest, keeping his voice low and soothing so it doesn't carry outside. More than half of it is understandable, but the seven-stanza format he's so famous for is even more clear when he's speaking fully in Chinese. At least he's not breaking into song or anything, so be grateful for that. Poetry passes the time nicely.]
...Kongming? Are you still awake?