Wei Wuxian sits up straighter for his mention. "I promised Uncle that we would place his portrait in our rice paddy when it is finished," he says. "It's very important. In his world the dead can only visit where their portraits hang, and no one ever put his up. A hundred years he was without his family, Lan Zhan. We must make his...his ofrenda. Even if he can't go home to them, he will still have a tether."