[ It's just about as boring as Xue Yang was expecting, even with the taunt--there's no bite, not even a nip or even a lick. But that's not what he comments on first when Wei Wuxian pulls back. The snort he makes is derisive, but it's not the actions that he's directing it at. ]
Are you a cultivator?
[ He pauses for a moment as if expecting an answer, but continues before there's actually space to reply. ]
They're self-righteous hypocrites back where I'm from. Whining about social niceties and then acting too good for them yourself; you'd fit right in.
[ Not that he's going to demand his opponent's name; he honestly doesn't care. But it's the hypocrisy that pisses him off the most.
(He's certainly been here long enough to know that "cultivator" is a term worth explaining, at least.)
Xue Yang doesn't even bother to put his jacket back in place before he grabs the dice and throws them again.
no subject
Are you a cultivator?
[ He pauses for a moment as if expecting an answer, but continues before there's actually space to reply. ]
They're self-righteous hypocrites back where I'm from. Whining about social niceties and then acting too good for them yourself; you'd fit right in.
[ Not that he's going to demand his opponent's name; he honestly doesn't care. But it's the hypocrisy that pisses him off the most.
(He's certainly been here long enough to know that "cultivator" is a term worth explaining, at least.)
Xue Yang doesn't even bother to put his jacket back in place before he grabs the dice and throws them again.
SLAP
KNEE ]