Wei Wuxian resettles, but he simply cannot stop grinning, almost breathless with delight as Lan Wangji's teenaged pinings wash over him. "Lan Zhan is precious," he murmurs when it is over, hopelessly fond. "It is lucky I never knew then," he admits. "So much insight into Lan Zhan's heart. I would not been able to handle so much feeling from a man so seemingly aloof."

He would have been gentle, eventually. But oh, those first few moments of realization...he surely would have made Lan Zhan fall onto his own sword just to escape him.