Eastbound Contact

[weifinder]

Wei Wuxian
missives | encounters

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[weifinder]

Yes. I'll look left and up, and you'll look right and down.

[downswing]

Take the Wards.

I shall walk the Keep.

[weifinder]

Lan Zhan.

I'm coming.

[downswing]

My arrangement is strategic, efficient, timely.

Your own?

[weifinder]

We are not the only people who stand capable of such watches. I have faith.

My arrangement places priority on one whom stands with me. On you.

[downswing]

Do as he asks.

[weifinder]

Then speak with me. What drives you with this?

( what happened in Hell, where his own tale is screams and tumbles, little of grace until the end. )

[downswing]

Restlessness. Fresh battle.

[weifinder]

Two years, near unending. The depths were not kind. I recall very little of them. They've painted you dark, Lan Zhan, will you tell me how?

[downswing]

Wei Ying. Only restlessness.

You expended energy. Rest.

[weifinder]

You know me well enough to know I won't do that, much to everyone's laments.

[downswing]

I ask.

[weifinder]

Lan Zhan... will you tell me truly, when you decide your watch of the Keep ends? After I've walked the Wards.

[downswing]

Lying is forbidden.

[weifinder]

Is sharing your heart's burdens forbidden too?

[downswing]

Shall I regret giving notice? Flee without word, next?

[weifinder]

If you wish to be chased. I don't find it's a worthwhile life to give yourself, running away from those who care, without a word.

( having lived that way, trying to protect others instead of protecting himself. )

[downswing]

You are not a youth once more, oblivious to boundaries.

[weifinder]

Likewise not oblivious to the reality of how you don't speak.

I'm here, Lan Zhan. I'm not your brother, I know, but please. Find me when you can speak of what weighs down your heart.

[downswing]

( It aches him enough that he staggers, delays. Lets it consume him, before he rescues the words: )

Be well.

[weifinder]

You too.