Wei Wuxian leans over, brows quirked, eyes flicking to her hand.

"What did it say?" That magic is as meticulously present here is unsurprising; that the village is cursed felt foregone as a conclusion long before they arrived. What place have they been that has not been cursed, visibly or otherwise? The young woman taken away to the next threshold, no more or less aware of herself and nothing like contrite, has his attention for a beat more, then it comes firmly to rest on Dany alone.