[ He's torn. He does want the soup, but it seems more important right now to take care of Chang Geng and see that he gets some sleep. On the other hand, he's well aware that Chang Geng derives comfort in fussing over him.
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All right. Just one bowl. Not too much, or I won't sleep.
[ While Chang Geng putters about, he twists the vine between his fingertips. ]
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All right. Just one bowl. Not too much, or I won't sleep.
[ While Chang Geng putters about, he twists the vine between his fingertips. ]