[ He plops down on the sand right beside her, laying the bag more gently onto it than he himself. Wei Wuxian scoots the bag closer to Psyche. There are muffins inside, along with a few other pastries like cheese danishes. He's not really familiar with these particular pastries, so he grabbed whatever smelled good. ]

I have a group of people I'm looking after right now. There are about fifty of them, mostly the elderly and ill. Without my presence, I'm worried about what might befall them.