[Shi Qingxuan disentangles himself just enough so that he's no longer overwhelming Huaisang with his longer body, shifting him to rest in his arms instead. He presses his slender fingers along the high point of Huaisang's cheeks, catching his tears before they make a streak in down his paling face.]

You've taken your justice. [His own heart hurts at the thought of someone doing the same to his own older brother, the light of his life.

Heavenly Officials, after all, would never reincarnate.

His free hand splays against Huaisang's back, moving in soothing circles so as to ease the tremors vibrating within his body, and perhaps put ease to the tension in Qingxuan's body at the thought. A part of him remains chilled to the core at the image.]

You've taken your justice, Nie-xion. But forgiveness is not part of justice. Even so, everyone else he's harmed would have to forgive him first.