[ There is a moment where he thinks his brother is going to get his head torn off, but he deals with it: a succinct slash of Shuoyue beheads the undead instead and a slice across its chest sends it reeling back, spraying blood across one of Wangji's shoulders. ]
You do not have to do this here.
[ He grips Wangji by the upper arm, bidding him rise so that Xichen can get a better look at him. Wangji seems okay, he isn't emoting and that's usually a good sign. If he were in pain, it would be noticeable to Xichen if not everyone else. The sheer relief he feels in not having to go and search his brother out has him sighing an exasperated smile. ]
Deal with the dead, then we will talk. Do not leave my sight.
[ Not in this unfamiliar, strange land. He will not lose Wangji. ]
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You do not have to do this here.
[ He grips Wangji by the upper arm, bidding him rise so that Xichen can get a better look at him. Wangji seems okay, he isn't emoting and that's usually a good sign. If he were in pain, it would be noticeable to Xichen if not everyone else. The sheer relief he feels in not having to go and search his brother out has him sighing an exasperated smile. ]
Deal with the dead, then we will talk. Do not leave my sight.
[ Not in this unfamiliar, strange land. He will not lose Wangji. ]