“Xuji,” he greeted from a distance, head dipping subserviently as he moved to kneel. As his body sunk towards that of the ground, a fist came to rest against his chest -- a heartfelt, humble greeting, although it held traces of shame. “While I am certain you have no need of me any further, know that I am here should you desire anything.” Dark eyes slid closed and his jaw clenched, shoulders drooping to allow his head to sink lower. “I would ask that you grant pardon for my absence, should you feel that I am worthy of your forgiveness.”
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