[ The embrace feels comforting, making a warmth spread in his chest and ease away some of that cold numbness. ]

You can always reach for me, Psyche. I’ll take your hand.

[ But… he lets out a soft sigh. ]

I don’t know that Lan Wangji thought I was hurt. He thought I was a heretic, and probably wanted to fix me so I’d cultivate properly. A real shame, since I didn’t mind his company all too much.