[ he winks at that, clearly pleased with this exasperated look, and cheerfully takes the teacup, lifting it up one more time. uwu ]
Cheers. [ and... well, he doesn't take an actual drink of it but listen, it just has to look like it, then slides it back across to D. ] Where is T-chan, anyhow? I hope he and Comrade Yiguo aren't in a territory war over the stuffed sharks.
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Cheers. [ and... well, he doesn't take an actual drink of it but listen, it just has to look like it, then slides it back across to D. ] Where is T-chan, anyhow? I hope he and Comrade Yiguo aren't in a territory war over the stuffed sharks.
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It's like Fei Du thinks his tea is poisoned, damn. When he gets it back, he lifts it to take a sip.]
He is here somewhere. [Hopefully not eating Yiguo (no).] I sent him to see if he could find any other way out, but I doubt he has had great luck.