You are far too kind. Kinder than I deserve, perhaps. [ He sighs. He’s had these kinds of arguments many a time before—that little conversation in the forums about the meaning of destiny comes to mind.

But that, he perceives, is not something Wuxian wants to hear. ]

But I am not surprised you feel that way. [ His lips quirk up in a smile at that, though—at the word “annoying.” There is concern behind that word—and compassion—the latter of which he can’t help but admire. ]

You are a very kind man, Wei Wuxian.