The miniature Wei Wuxian gives him a puzzled look, considering.

"Only you can do?" he presses. If he could snap his fingers and mend any wounds or scraped up clothing, he has a feeling he and Jiang Cheng would get in trouble a lot less often.

On that note, he well-used to being interrogated for his troublesome activities, so he toes the ground and looks aside, somewhat guiltily.

"I was just playing," he explains, "I didn't get off the slide fast enough and the other kid bumped me off. Don't tell, okay?"