Was this about the cough? Wu Xie knew that it limited him on a few things but it shouldn't make him such a target for other people. Sure it was worrying but he could handle it. He knew his limits. He sighs letting himself be led because arguing just wasn't going to work this time. He could see it on this guy's face.

"I'm not that fragile," he says, even as they stepped off the board and head for the sidelines. "I just have crappy lungs."

The other Lan Wangji knee about his death sentence so he's pretty sure that soon all of these historical people will hear about it. Wu Xie hopes that it would at least let him have a little bit more leeway when it comes to getting into trouble instead of people treating him like glass. He really did not want that.

"It's fine. I'll be fine."