"I like to be prepared," Shen Qingqiu blusters, to cover for the real answer, which is that he's maybe a little bit of a hoarder and enabled by having basically a bag of holding in his sleeves at all times. He just—tends to pick up things that could be interesting, or useful later, and stow them away. Call it an instinct, born in PIDW, of gathering anything that could be considered a scenario-pusher. Which—
He suddenly remembers a true scenario-pusher, something stowed in his sleeve on Qing Jing mountain after watching A Formative Luo Binghe Bullying Experience. As soon as he remembers it, it seems to weigh down his sleeve dramatically, far too dramatically for counterfeit jade. He flicks his wrist, annoyed, and concentrates again on Galahad. "Like I said," he says firmly. "Lovely."
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He suddenly remembers a true scenario-pusher, something stowed in his sleeve on Qing Jing mountain after watching A Formative Luo Binghe Bullying Experience. As soon as he remembers it, it seems to weigh down his sleeve dramatically, far too dramatically for counterfeit jade. He flicks his wrist, annoyed, and concentrates again on Galahad. "Like I said," he says firmly. "Lovely."