The slight difference is obvious to someone so familiar with Lan Zhan and all his minute expressions. Wei Ying scoffs at the paper and looks away in bitter disgust.

"I'm no hero. You fit in better here." After all...how many times has Wangji appeared and helped him, even when he shouldn't? Especially recently. He's lost count.

But the reminder of just how horribly he'd failed is not welcome. He swallows another big gulp of alcohol, willing it to deaden the pain faster.