[ WangJi's hand stops moving for a moment, and his eyes flick to Wei Ying's face, and his ears heat up but ...

So does his heart.

The tension returns, a little, at that conclusion. ]

Not everything left to you. Want to help. Might not be able to think that way always, but. [ He swallows, mouth a little dry as he remembers his words to Elder brother. ]

I would stand by your side and lend you strength. [ Quiet. Earnest. Certain. ]