(ooc: assuming this takes place on another evening from the above thread! lmk if it doesn't work.)
[Jin Guangyao has always been the sort of man inclined towards burning the midnight oil, and those old habits evidently die hard. without a vocation or familial obligations to occupy his time, and with the object of his vengeance having departed as soon as he arrived, he has spent his first months in this city rudderless and drifting. sometimes his drifting takes him out onto the street late at night, where he wanders until exhaustion sets in and he is, finally, too tired to think.
he's quite tired now--but not yet at the point where lying down would result in sleep. and so here he is, walking quietly down the middle of the abandoned city road, when he spots the man illuminated by the lamplight. he recognizes Kim from their brief encounter at the (alleged) 'welcome party,' but not the small box being offered out to him. still, it would be impolite to refuse, and so he doesn't.]
Forgive this one his ignorance, xiansheng,[a practiced, polite smile to go with the polite honorific, and he extends his remaining hand out to accept the box,] but what are these?
smoke break!
[Jin Guangyao has always been the sort of man inclined towards burning the midnight oil, and those old habits evidently die hard. without a vocation or familial obligations to occupy his time, and with the object of his vengeance having departed as soon as he arrived, he has spent his first months in this city rudderless and drifting. sometimes his drifting takes him out onto the street late at night, where he wanders until exhaustion sets in and he is, finally, too tired to think.
he's quite tired now--but not yet at the point where lying down would result in sleep. and so here he is, walking quietly down the middle of the abandoned city road, when he spots the man illuminated by the lamplight. he recognizes Kim from their brief encounter at the (alleged) 'welcome party,' but not the small box being offered out to him. still, it would be impolite to refuse, and so he doesn't.]
Forgive this one his ignorance, xiansheng,[a practiced, polite smile to go with the polite honorific, and he extends his remaining hand out to accept the box,] but what are these?