[pfsb] ritual aftermath

[lightamidchaos]

He takes Wei Ying from the ritual and back to the room upstairs as quickly as he can, half-wild with worry that he tries to hide.

The other man is unsteady on his feet, dizzy from the vast amounts of resentful energy that had crashed down on them all by the lake. Add to that Harrow's own power, the shock of seeing Jiang Yanli's ghost inhabiting one of the skeletons Harrow had animated, and--

He could curse himself for a fool, and will, later. Right now, there are more important matters.

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[lightamidchaos]

He nods, and rises to his feet.

Cradling the wrapped robes to his chest with one hand, he takes his qiankun bag out and opens it. Carefully, he stores the bundle inside, then closes and stows the qiankun bag once more.

Only then does he cross the room to rejoin Wei Ying at the table, and take up his token again.

[acrookedpath]

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.

[lightamidchaos]

He stops to speak with Bar-guniang in low tones before leaving, requesting a small metal bowl, incense, and a supply of joss paper which some would find sufficient for at least three people.

As far as he's concerned, it's the bare minimum required.

With a bow of thanks, he adds these items to his qiankun bag and leaves for Cold Pond Cave.

Wei Ying will have his burial rites.