Wei Wuxian has been sitting in the grass, watching, once he realized that his shouts for them to stop were useless. He is exhausted enough emotionally that it shows, in the slump of his shoulders and the expression on his face as he looks up. "Don't worry, Magnus. They're just trying to kill each other."

He pauses, realizing how that sounds to someone who doesn't know the long history between these two men, the one who once finished ripping Wei Wuxian's heart to shreds and the one who carefully sewed it back together and repairs it anew each day. "Neither of them would actually do it. Jiang Cheng has that much propriety and Lan Zhan cares for me too much."