Wei Wuxian made a face. "I've tried it. I'd rather have tea, honestly."

He sat back and looked at his uncle. "He won't be gone long, you know," he offered softly.

"Mission? I...brought a flute to a robot fight. Not my brightest move, uncle. Though I did figure out a way to combine the Resentful Energy, my Golden Threads, and a protection talisman into a large web to hold the ground together. It wasn't entirely successful, but for a prototype I think it went well."

(Ooc: He is debating on telling him of the eye thing. You want to wait?)