Admitting it was one thing but hearing it from someone else? It was a lot tougher. He didn't know Lan Wangji that well, but it didn't matter. He had to prepare himself for later on, whenever later on happens. If he can get out of here, he would be back where he belonged, slowly dying while his friends carried on living.

He wasn't prepared for it. He needed to prepare.

Swallowing hard, he closes his eyes and breathes out through his nose. He could feel them at the back of his throat, behind his eyes. Just another push.

"Pangzi will forget his time in the light."