"Nice knife," Wei Wuxian says with a nod to Wash. On edge? Seems normal. If no one's actively shanking, whipping, shooting, or slicing him, he's having a good day. Today so far has not been a bad day.

Collectively, they were asking good questions, so he shifted his thoughts to one that bothers him as a person who hates seeing people at risk, particularly for situations outside their control.

"Beyond that, is this world stable enough to support the people not tied to scouts or something else keeping them alive out here? Whatever the manner people were abducted, they're in danger, and need to get home safe. Is there a way to make this not-quite nexus stable enough to send them all back before a collapse?"