[ He knows there’s a level of impossibility to it—he doesn’t want to put Psyche through any trouble in his world, and he isn’t sure if the power to bring her there even really exists. But… it’s a nice thought, and it warms his heart more than the coffee ever will. ]
My power? What would you like to know?
[ Wei Wuxian chances a glance at her, and his question sounds open-ended. She can ask whatever she likes. ]
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My power? What would you like to know?
[ Wei Wuxian chances a glance at her, and his question sounds open-ended. She can ask whatever she likes. ]