His head feels like it will split in two at any moment, which might be a welcome respite from the agony that is the pressure of Lan Wangji's belt around his middle. Wei Wuxian grits his teeth, but a whine escapes him all the same, and he looks up into Lan Zhan's tense, frightened face.

THey need to find shelter, but Wei Wuxian doesn't know where it can be found. He lifts his arm, halfway to touching Lan Zhan's cheek before he realizes he will smear him with blood. "Where is Suibian?" he whispers.