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One hundred years.
It's a long time. Farther, certainly, than the distance to Carp Tower; longer without him than you've ever had to spend, even counting, as have been inclined to, from your birth until your first meeting.
You'd begrudged those distances, once, even the first. Not as much as you should have. You thought you would always have more time.
One hundred years.
Unless, of course, you find an alternative.
You give Wangji a smile, deliberately pained. You've always known how to show him what he's expecting. "Yes," you say. "I'll help you investigate the disturbance at the coffin."