[one day, he'll explain it. for now, he doesn't get the full extent of his situation. he doesn't get he's in ancient china; thinks it's some place that vibes like this, makes money off it's olden looks. sizhui and his dated fashion are sure giving that feel. and while he's all sorts privy to the weird and otherworldly because of the bat, parallel universes and time travel and all kinds of weird shit, he isn't expecting it.
he's expecting san fransico.
sizhui's smiles are something jason's can't help but crack a smile back at, particularly when it feels like they've overcome something together. sizhui's wiggling fingers excitedly typing through a laugh -- are a real distraction. he's quick to type back;] No way you can fix my arm any better? [jason asks, but he already knows better. he knows sizhui must have already fixed him up some. his right arm is staying tucked to his chest, craddled close and babied.] Your name is Sizhui, right?
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he's expecting san fransico.
sizhui's smiles are something jason's can't help but crack a smile back at, particularly when it feels like they've overcome something together. sizhui's wiggling fingers excitedly typing through a laugh -- are a real distraction. he's quick to type back;] No way you can fix my arm any better? [jason asks, but he already knows better. he knows sizhui must have already fixed him up some. his right arm is staying tucked to his chest, craddled close and babied.] Your name is Sizhui, right?