[he imagines that using demonic cultivation isn't pleasant, but doesn't think Wei Wuxian has been in this much pain for the last few years. the realization dawns on him slowly but fully formed in his moment of detachment: oh. Wei Wuxian's meridians must still be damaged from his death.
...doesn't... push back against this... he just turns to walk up the tunnel again instead. Wei Wuxian doesn't pick up any fresh distress from him, just quiet acceptance.]
[the ache and pushing it down has been enough of a constant that Wei Wuxian doesn't think much of it, actually; doesn't even quite realize he betrayed that to someone else.
it's not long before they're both a bit distracted by the ghoulbaby's enraged wailing up ahead]
he half closes his eyes. Wei Wuxian feels him steady further, spin some still place inside himself up around them like a cloak as he begins to play...]
[interesting. he waits to see if it integrates a little better with time, shifting his own playing a bit to wind around Wei Wuxian's better; Wei Ying can feel out what harmony will work best as well as he can.]
[the spirit in the pit wails and struggles. Wei Wuxian is good at adapting his technique, as always, yes; he adjusts his tempo and his notes. the powerful sound rings out, waves of suppression and coercion: go to sleep, go to sleep, we'll carry you to your mother and father; rest, little one]
causes a glimmer of amusement for some reason? it's like the flicker of light deep below water when viewed from the surface, but still present; the first time it's happened in this horrible dream while they've been close enough for Wei Wuxian to feel it.]
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I'm fine, I'm fine.
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[he imagines that using demonic cultivation isn't pleasant, but doesn't think Wei Wuxian has been in this much pain for the last few years. the realization dawns on him slowly but fully formed in his moment of detachment: oh. Wei Wuxian's meridians must still be damaged from his death.
...doesn't... push back against this... he just turns to walk up the tunnel again instead. Wei Wuxian doesn't pick up any fresh distress from him, just quiet acceptance.]
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it's not long before they're both a bit distracted by the ghoulbaby's enraged wailing up ahead]
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the weary speculation is stopped by the first wail, yeah. his internal attention shifts back to Wei Wuxian as he analyzes the sound.
Ahead, not above.]
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see what i did there]
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...
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kneels with his guqin at the edge of the pit
Wei Ying.]
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he half closes his eyes. Wei Wuxian feels him steady further, spin some still place inside himself up around them like a cloak as he begins to play...]
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improbably, a second tune starts to spin out from the strings of the guqin, quick and urgent but jaggedly complementary to Lan Wangji's]
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the duet starts to sink in, eventually]
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Wei Wuxian feels relieved when the baby (babies?) gives way fully to the suppression, dwindling into a little spirit-light like its parents]
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Well done.
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causes a glimmer of amusement for some reason? it's like the flicker of light deep below water when viewed from the surface, but still present; the first time it's happened in this horrible dream while they've been close enough for Wei Wuxian to feel it.]
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Wow, Lan Zhan has a sense of humor!
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