"No pity for me? Ah, I see how it is." He puts a hand flat against Lan Zhan's chest. "You only wish to use me as a tea warmer. A quiet tea warmer. Don't worry, I was overdue to learn how to communicate by simply waving my arms around. If only I had figured that out when you kept casting Silence Spells on me! It would have saved me a lot of trouble."

Contrary to his earlier assertions, Wei Wuxian shows no signs of letting up his latest stream of babble.