Imagination 12, on the train, dining car | OTA

[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian slumped down onto the bench and laid his head on the table. "This is a catastrophe," he declared, slightly muffled by his position. "I've recovered from the battle, gotten all cleaned up, and I am out of wine."

He gave a heartfelt sigh before turning his head. "How are you doing? You weren't injured, were you?"

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[radishlobbyist]

Much like the mention of Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian's bold claim has her first chuckling, then turn somber as her line of thoughts proceeds.

This time, unlike when she was thinking of her own feelings for Jiang Cheng, she forces herself through the discomfort - it's always easier talking about others than herself.

"You would have been," she responds, far too solemn for their banter, "You would have been as good to them as you were to us." Her eyes drop to the table and her hands, tightly clenched. "If it hadn't been for us..." For her. If it hadn't been for her, pleading with him for a favor that changed his life.