[ He'll take note of that; if he were in a better mood he'd have smiled at the first comment, but it made him feel a little glad nonetheless.

So he'll sit on the bed, hands fiddling with something he took deep out of his sleeves. It's a red ribbon, which used to belong to Wei Wuxian. He's...trying to cope, and it may not be the best way with the loss of a friend. But he's lost so many people close to him that sometimes, it might be the only way you know how. ]

I'm doing my best. It's a little hard because this isn't the first time I've lost him.

[ He'll blink, feeling his eyes wet again since yesterday. ]

Or maybe it'd still be that hard. It's always hard losing close friends and family...you know.