( Would you look at how efficiently Wen Kexing disarms that particular vine! Skipping over a vine like this is a nice day out on a simple pathway, Wei Wuxian smiles, no real humour in it. The chill to snow solidifies even as the path curves gently, avoiding harsh angles for now. )

Leaving is finding a gateway and a beacon to power it. Leaving is that beacon powering it for long enough you get through the gateway. Leaving is also not finding the gateway has, for no good reason, spat you back out without sending you home.

( He smacks another questing vine away with a careless flick of the flute he pulls free of his waistband, twirling it between fingers before tucking it away again. )

You've made it home before. You'll make it again.

( Said in confidence, and as if that's a very normal thing to say at all. )