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[ He takes a sip of his tea, letting out a soft hum of approval. ]

Taking out your frustrations on me? Hardly. That was nothing.

[ Seriously. He should hear Jiang Cheng. ]

If it’s coming from a place of concern, it’s no bother to me. Thank you for worrying about my well-being.

[plunges]

[ He finally lifts his head and looks at Wei Wuxian. ]

Don't thank me for something as simple as that. Of course I'm going to worry. It's natural, given that we called each other friends not too long ago.

[diabolizes]

...I suppose it is.

[ He both hates it and loves it—the conflict of craving attention but avoiding eal concern making his chest feel tight for reasons other than the apparent poisoning. ]

Then let me thank you for calling for help instead.