( this man's known him for a few weeks and yet Wei Wuxian feels very seen right now. maybe some of Lan Zhan rubbed off on him when he kept being thrown his way? stranger things happen here )

I'm coming, I'm coming!

( he's also finally recalling his flute at his waist, tugging it free and taking it in firm hold. the paladin has managed to sit, glaring at them both for not running already, and oh: )

Quickly, the Motherless is coming back!

( he's swift after Bucky, watching the death swatch come closer again. )