Lan Zhan startles as Wei Ying starts to murmur, eyes fluttering as he fights what he hopes very much is the medicine. Wen Qing had never mentioned hallucinations and he is terrified this is the blood loss. He doesn't know what to do.

"Wei Ying," he says, tapping his cold cheek firmly as he lifts the bandage from his side. It's close to one of the edges of the mystery scar, the one he's been trying to decide how to ask about, again. Wei Ying had promised him, but things have been new and wonderful and he knows whatever the answer is will be terrible. "It's Lan Zhan. Look at me. Who are you with?"