[ gu yun's mouth quirks at the corner as beau talks - he barely even bothered to dodge the ornament, just snickering as he brought his hand up to keep it from hitting his very nice face - and... yeah. that's a familiar feeling, isn't it? his eyes soften a little, the mischief from before melting down to the light of a candle. ]

That makes two of us, death and all. [ and a little more wryly: ] And if you'd told me your previously dead frenemy who would soon become my significant other was purple, I would've laughed in your face.

[ he lifts his drink up and wriggles it between his fingers. ] The world has such a strange way of doing things you don't expect, doesn't it? The minute you think you've got it down, it comes at you with a suckerpunch.