Shen Wei listens intently to the explanation, eyebrows creeping up in surprise at his brother's superior information on the matter.

"I tried repeatedly to institute formal schooling in Dixing," he confesses, gaze dropping to his hands where they rest on his knees, then shifting to look at the simple but elegant display his didi has laid out for them to share. "Of course it was never the right time, or there weren't sufficient resources to spare." One more way in which he failed his people.

His gaze snaps up again at his twin's next words, though, and he instantly snaps, "Absolutely not, didi. I'm sure there's something more... appropriate." Something that's not a fanciful, heavily fictionalized account of his own love life.