Wei Wuxian's smile is thin, predatory in the way of a hunter who needn't do anything at all to be considered dangerous, time and again.
"Not by our hands," he says, offering the clarity that was his navigation of the dark reaching energies of Meng Yao, of Xue Yang, his firm boundaries with them and his lack of remorse in learning either man was gone. "By his own arrogance, in pursuit of a great sea dragon. He was resurrected — ah, that's entirely possible here, unlike in our worlds." He does not mention he's learned the means, or that he was why Meng Yao had been resurrected, to owe that debt of life to Wei Wuxian, as a calculated move to ensure his better behaviour against his worst tendencies when it comes to survival and self-absorbed mania. "Then he departed for good. The beacons work that way, sometimes."
He does not recall if Meng Yao had gone through a beacon.
He cannot find it in him to care.
"This was a long time past. Over a year and many citadels and villages ago." No part of their present path shared with a man who loved nothing beyond himself with any genuine depth of emotion.
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Wei Wuxian's smile is thin, predatory in the way of a hunter who needn't do anything at all to be considered dangerous, time and again.
"Not by our hands," he says, offering the clarity that was his navigation of the dark reaching energies of Meng Yao, of Xue Yang, his firm boundaries with them and his lack of remorse in learning either man was gone. "By his own arrogance, in pursuit of a great sea dragon. He was resurrected — ah, that's entirely possible here, unlike in our worlds." He does not mention he's learned the means, or that he was why Meng Yao had been resurrected, to owe that debt of life to Wei Wuxian, as a calculated move to ensure his better behaviour against his worst tendencies when it comes to survival and self-absorbed mania. "Then he departed for good. The beacons work that way, sometimes."
He does not recall if Meng Yao had gone through a beacon.
He cannot find it in him to care.
"This was a long time past. Over a year and many citadels and villages ago." No part of their present path shared with a man who loved nothing beyond himself with any genuine depth of emotion.