Lan Zhan allowing himself to wait is enough, and Wuxian stays close to make sure the other man doesn't fall over.
...What.
Wei Ying blinks down at the baskets he can only hold steady by clutching to himself, then uncertainly up at Lan Zhan. He almost protests, that he can't possibly eat it all. But...hasn't he hurt Wangji enough already? He doesn't quite understand it, but he's pretty sure he has. "Th-...thank you." What else could he possibly say?
"Mm. Lan Zhan. Let's go back to the inn though, alright? It'll be time to sleep soon." And get his friend away from quite so many strange looks... He aims for a cheerful smile, hoping to convince the other man to as suggested.
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...What.
Wei Ying blinks down at the baskets he can only hold steady by clutching to himself, then uncertainly up at Lan Zhan. He almost protests, that he can't possibly eat it all. But...hasn't he hurt Wangji enough already? He doesn't quite understand it, but he's pretty sure he has. "Th-...thank you." What else could he possibly say?
"Mm. Lan Zhan. Let's go back to the inn though, alright? It'll be time to sleep soon." And get his friend away from quite so many strange looks... He aims for a cheerful smile, hoping to convince the other man to as suggested.