[Lan Wangji nods. He considers, for a second, apologizing in advance, but--he thinks Ookurikara would rather he didn't waste time with that, so he just does as he's asked, and closes his eyes.
When he opens them again, they're glowing, soft and golden. Ookurikara will feel no pain--just slight discomfort, perhaps, the feeling of being seen too closely.
Lan Wangji, on the other hand... well:
"After a few seconds, he'll feel piercingly, distressingly nauseous. he'll probably want to turn his face away, because a few seconds after that, he'll vomit up an alarmingly large amount of blood and pass out! this time, he'll stay unconscious for several hours, bleeding thinly from the ears and nose on and off during this time."
SO YEAH. HOPE OOKURIKARA WANTS AN UNCONSCIOUS BLEEDING DUDE IN HIS RESTAURANT.]
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When he opens them again, they're glowing, soft and golden. Ookurikara will feel no pain--just slight discomfort, perhaps, the feeling of being seen too closely.
Lan Wangji, on the other hand... well:
"After a few seconds, he'll feel piercingly, distressingly nauseous. he'll probably want to turn his face away, because a few seconds after that, he'll vomit up an alarmingly large amount of blood and pass out! this time, he'll stay unconscious for several hours, bleeding thinly from the ears and nose on and off during this time."
SO YEAH. HOPE OOKURIKARA WANTS AN UNCONSCIOUS BLEEDING DUDE IN HIS RESTAURANT.]