[ Oh god it hurts so bad. But Jion can't bear the thought of rudely leaving behind any of the food if Wei Wuxian really made it for him, so he forges bravely on, even as he has to wipe at his face with his sleeve to mop up the tears and sweat. ]
The curse?
[ His tongue's going kind of numb? While it's still burning? He swallows, then decides to take a short break, fanning himself to try and dissipate the heat. ]
What curse? And, wait -- qi? What does that have to do with a curse?
[ He hasn't noticed himself, but the obscene amount of pepper's already kickstarted him into being a bit more alert. It sure is working, albeit painfully. ]
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The curse?
[ His tongue's going kind of numb? While it's still burning? He swallows, then decides to take a short break, fanning himself to try and dissipate the heat. ]
What curse? And, wait -- qi? What does that have to do with a curse?
[ He hasn't noticed himself, but the obscene amount of pepper's already kickstarted him into being a bit more alert. It sure is working, albeit painfully. ]