Once he's settled, Lan Wangji sits still next to him, staying dutifully by his side while he releases whatever heavy feelings that have been nested within him out. It doesn't bother him that it makes little sense for his teary outburst, but he cares very much for him no matter how different he looks.

Once Wei Wuxian is able to speak. "Mn. As you say. I can pretend that whatever I said or think, it doesn't happen." Whatever it takes to give Wei Wuxian an assurance that his comfort matters.

Looking at him, "Start over. Slowly. From the beginning. All right?"