His eyes well up; he closes them before the next round of tears can get too far.

Thank you, he wants to say, and knows Lan Zhan will just dismiss it as stolidly as ever. But what else can he possibly offer when faced with this gift? Why does Lan Zhan keep coming back every time Wei Wuxian pushes him away?

He is thinking too much. He is tired, scoured and aching by the nightmare, probably still a little tipsy from too much wine in too short a span, and it is making him maudlin. Enjoy this while it lasts, he tells himself again, silently. That is all you can do.