Wei Wuxian sips his tea as Lan Zhan works. His head feels a little clearer, but sleep still clings at the edges like cobwebs, trapping stray thoughts here and there before they can form fully. Another three pots of tea may help, but for now, they only have the one. Sleep may be the only proper way to fix this.
It is the last thing he wants to do, especially since he cannot ask Lan Zhan to stay in case he has another nightmare, but -- it is all he can do.
(If he asks Lan Zhan to stay, he knows he will. And that will risk his departure from Cold Pond Cave being discovered.)
For the sake of not worrying him, he keeps himself awake and cheerful until Lan Zhan has collected all his things. He bows a goodbye; promises, I will see you tonight, Lan Zhan.
And then he topples back into their joined beds like a falling tree, and -- mercifully -- does not dream of his sister again.
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Date: 2020-09-16 05:45 pm (UTC)It is the last thing he wants to do, especially since he cannot ask Lan Zhan to stay in case he has another nightmare, but -- it is all he can do.
(If he asks Lan Zhan to stay, he knows he will. And that will risk his departure from Cold Pond Cave being discovered.)
For the sake of not worrying him, he keeps himself awake and cheerful until Lan Zhan has collected all his things. He bows a goodbye; promises, I will see you tonight, Lan Zhan.
And then he topples back into their joined beds like a falling tree, and -- mercifully -- does not dream of his sister again.