His hands slide up Wei Wuxian's forearms, shifting to cover his hands instead. Still, he makes no move towards trying to physically separate him from his brother, just holds him there.
"Do you know what it will do to him, if you are not there when he wakes? Because I do."
He has seen it. He might not have been the one to see this version of Wangji through the first years of living without Wei Wuxian, but he doubts the pain he was in was very different from the Wangji of his own world - and he did see this Wangji, when Wei Wuxian died here.
It is not only for Wangji's sake that he's arguing, of course. It is for his own, when he does not want to lose Wei Wuxian either, and for Wei Wuxian himself. Dying is not a solution for having to face your world crumbling down around you - someone stopped Lan Xichen from making that choice when he contemplated it himself, and he cannot let Wei Wuxian do this.
"Stay with me, Wei Wuxian. Wait for him with me. Please."
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"Do you know what it will do to him, if you are not there when he wakes? Because I do."
He has seen it. He might not have been the one to see this version of Wangji through the first years of living without Wei Wuxian, but he doubts the pain he was in was very different from the Wangji of his own world - and he did see this Wangji, when Wei Wuxian died here.
It is not only for Wangji's sake that he's arguing, of course. It is for his own, when he does not want to lose Wei Wuxian either, and for Wei Wuxian himself. Dying is not a solution for having to face your world crumbling down around you - someone stopped Lan Xichen from making that choice when he contemplated it himself, and he cannot let Wei Wuxian do this.
"Stay with me, Wei Wuxian. Wait for him with me. Please."