Has it been three days? It feels as if he woke up with these powers only this morning. Lan Zhan is likely mistaken, diligent though he is. Wei Wuxian would be far hungrier if it had been three entire days.

"I don't want to," he says, frowning as he pushes Lan Zhan's hand away. It's rude in a way he hasn't been towards him in some time, but he doesn't want to stop. "This is far better than sleep." He looks at him through his lashes. "Do you want me to make you a snowflake?"