"Oh-" he laughs a little when Lan Zhan takes his hand so suddenly, but he doesn't try to pull away, instead squeezing his hand lightly in return. His actions when drunk like this are so childish, it's hard not to want to indulge him.

Harder still to look away when he asks so sincerely. It's the alcohol talking, Wei Wuxian has to remind himself. And without his soul-twin here, Lan Zhan must truly be missing him. Maybe he's not quite the same person, but he'll do what he can to bring comfort.

"Of course, I promise," Lan Zhan was his friend, no matter what form he took.