#/the moon was no competition for him he glowed inwardly and outwardly / Lan Wangji!

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@ofwindsweptpines​ stated  it’s good that you have friends that you can lean against

He was surprised by the sentiment to say the least and he quickly dipped his head to Hanguang-Jun in return he didn't know quiet where to look. It was odd to have someone not legal required to care for you taking interest in your well being and Jin Ling was still coming to grips on that. He had friends now and that was something he had lacked before. Still it was daunting the tasks ahead of him. He knew that there was going to be times when he didn't know the proper answer or he said the wrong thing. Jingyi had a big mouth and Jin Ling had a big mouth and a temper, so there was that inner part of the young Jin that was sure he would say the wrong thing and everyone would decide he was to screwed up to be friends with.

"It is." he agreed as he peeked up through the full bangs that fell in his face to look at the luminous man. "I just---I have made so many mistakes already." he offered stoic in his stance he still held the ridged, regal bearing that echoed his father. Though there was a softness to his feature and the way he spoke that was very much his mother. He'd inherited her heart, her smaller frame and stature and the bullies never let him forget that either. "One day I will say the wrong thing and they will likely realize that they made a mistake being anywhere near me." he knew how it sounded. He was down on himself but he was trying to be honest about it. “I am not good with people.” he admitted aloud.

"Every since the Temple.." he voice broke and his eyes stung. "I have not been able to sleep properly. Sizhui sends me a tea that helps me sleep he's support its like he's made of it or for it. Jingyi has been...well...Jingyi but you know that's kinda reassuring too. Zizhen is close enough to visit regularly and he does check in on me..but...I am afraid I will loose them" he lowered his gaze back to his shoes at the hem of the expensively embroidered robe.Scoffed at himself it sounded pathetic to his own ears. "Can I ask you...how you do it ?" he spoke as though asking for some hidden secret or Sect technique. "How do you lead and make others want to follow you ?" 

Much like the second jade he had a problem with people, being touched by them. Having them in his personal space and really just having to be around them. He had never wanted to be like that. However, he saw the struggles in it and he wondered if Hanguang-Jun had the same issue. Jin Ling did not have the grace and noble air that the Lan Sect seemed to have in spades.