( Dead, revived, stormed, perpetually restless. At ease, incrementally, with himself and his past. Recovered. Eternally lost. Something amorphous and in between, every shade of grey rampant.

Wei Ying, their Wei Ying, his Wei Ying is — )

Happy. ( It is not the answer Five wishes to receive, not the information he fishes for. Lan Wangji, indifferent, starts to walk, slow in step. )

Come. We must make progress. Matthias' child.