"I do."

Wei Ying turns away slightly to stifle a yawn in the coverlet, and he takes the opportunity to shift, very carefully, so that he can get up.

He is just as careful to support Wei Ying with one arm as he does, gently lowering his head to the pillow instead of Lan Wangji's shoulder.

"Rest a little longer," he says, as he heads for the door. He has no need to don his outer robes first, as he has been wearing them since his rapid trip downstairs for tea in the middle of the night.

"I will be back as soon as I can."