Wei Wuxian dares a look up. Lan Zhan looks so young and frightened, and Wei Wuxian can't satisfy the immediate need he has to destroy the cause, for the cause is he himself. He pulls their joined hands from near Lan Zhan's lips to his own, letting his breath warm them before kissing his fingertips one by one.

"I'm here," he promises. "I love you and I'm here."