Wei Wuxian also breathes out, taking his hand from his mouth. "Lan Zhan," he whispers, for Lan Zhan has not put him down once. He's a strong, stubborn man with a will of iron, but even he can't carry a fully grown man in heavy robes forever.

"Rest your arms if you need to. The medicine is working. I can bear being put down and lifted again, or even slung over your shoulder."