Five is making this even less easy to believe nothing harmful is happening.

"No," he says, slowly. "Not broken. Removed. Lao Five, will you tell me what you're holding onto, so I don't have to guess?"

If nothing else, the ongoing track record of Five keeping things too close to his chest until they come out in unfortunate ways has some weight here, but equally, that Wei Wuxian hasn't taken anyone's secrets to the group at large to sing about them. He ends up holding up a hand, stilling himself in place.

"Something's ahead. Living." Nothing mystical about it, except that it's strange in the manner of all creatures that live here.