[ If fleeing in a hurry means Wangji follows in one too, he's all for it. Xichen keeps a weather eye on his brother as they navigate the less rotted rooftops to head northwest, looking for somewhere relatively safe where they can drop to the ground; he leaves that call to Wangji who knows this place better. Which, really, begs the question as they travel ... ]
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How long have you been here?
[ To know it so well. ]