[ there sure are! there's a bird perched on top of xie lian's bun, sitting there as if it's going to make it into a nest. he's perfectly at peace, eyes closed, in tune with the world around him, and when hansa speaks to him, xie lian inhales, exhales, and then opens his eyes to greet him with a calm smile. ]
Ah, good afternoon, Hansa. I was just meditating - would you care to join me?
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Ah, good afternoon, Hansa. I was just meditating - would you care to join me?
[ there's still a bird in his hair. ]