[Wangji had just come back to the dining area to find Wei Ying not there and was folding the blanket, and he gives him a once over. No wobbling, he doesn't seem to be dizzy, he's moving around mostly okay, maybe a little stiffly where he banged his arm and shoulder. Wangji comes a little closer, fingers going into his hair to investigate the bump, which has swelled down. Good.]
I'll reheat it for you. Sit down.
[Well, that and his own. They're both cold by now.
Poor Wei Ying is now acting strangely subdued, too, even though Wangji is not much fazed by the happenings. It's just that usually, the happenings happen because Wei Ying is drunk, and he very much is not today, so it's a bit strange.]
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I'll reheat it for you. Sit down.
[Well, that and his own. They're both cold by now.
Poor Wei Ying is now acting strangely subdued, too, even though Wangji is not much fazed by the happenings. It's just that usually, the happenings happen because Wei Ying is drunk, and he very much is not today, so it's a bit strange.]