Wei Wuxian swallows, looking up at Lan Zhan's soaked face through the rain. His face is one of agony, an expression Wei Wuxian has sworn never to put there again, yet here it is. He looks as he had done in those few but endless moments as Wei Wuxian fell from the cliff, frightened and in pain.

The rain stops.

Wei Wuxian gazes at him seriously. "You might need to tie me up."