Date: 2020-09-16 02:17 pm (UTC)
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"Outside," he echoes. Gently, he takes the folded packet of cloth from Lan Zhan's hands. "In the lake, perhaps. Weighed down with stones."

He has already asked Lan Zhan for so much; to ask him to bring the robes home, and bury them where they cannot be found, is far too much.
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