Understanding why Lan Zhan would be upset with his other self isn't difficult. But when he says he's angry at himself too, Wei Wuxian huffs out a sigh, unwilling to move, now that most of this has been settled. Lan Zhan's fingers running through his hair feels too good, and he's weak to these little shows of affection.

"Why yourself? You haven't done anything, Lan Zhan. You can't get upset with yourself over hypotheticals," he shakes his head faintly, amused, as he holds him a little tighter.

"Well, no, but... Why? You think you would have done the same?"

Was that it? If so, wasn't it all the more reason to be lenient with his other self?