Obvious as it may be, Wei Wuxian has never been a particularly subtle person himself. The set of his shoulders loosens as he welcomes the subject change with open arms.

"It might," he says, as thoughtful as if they had been discussing this all along. "I think it would need to be coupled with similar principles as attaching my senses to a paper doll. And it would need to be aimed very precisely, so what you see would not only be identical to what I see, but located in the same place."

Yes. He can talk about this professionally. He does not have to dwell on exactly what he saw, or how Lan Zhan might react to knowing Wei Wuxian thinks him beautiful, or --

Professionally, damn it.