( Wei Wuxian listens, breathing in, breathing out. He knows needing distance. He knows witnessing things too terrible to contemplate. He knows being of their machinations. )

It is likely. Most all happened before I ever was close to your home citadel, or what was left of it. The land was... changed. Corrosive at large, and life-bound around the Tower. The waters... the waters were plagued by mermaids who mostly hadn't survived contact.

( Consuming, consuming, consuming for ages on end. )

I'm sorry. That much loss... nothing changes its pain.

( Time simply demands of them forward movement, and that's all. )