"Saruman changes his name to the Many Colored, and while I do wear other things besides white, it's usually not all at one time."

He's been doing the stress baking a lot, but he also makes sure to bring some to his brother otherwise he wasn't sure if he would eat at all. He as well sits on the floor, making a slight face that his gege did not have proper kneeling pillows for his knees but wasn't going to make it as an issue as he unfolds the box to pull out the tea service and the tiny tarts in their little cups.

"...I suppose Dixingren is good enough. I know most people speak a dialect of Mandarin these days."