“Mm,” he head-bobs in kind and cinches his hand somewhat tighter while silently hoping it isn't too much. Sometimes, he forgets his own strength, but it feels necessary at this moment where he'll soon be bombarded by voices and images, both determined to fight him tooth and nail the whole way through this tethering business.

Disregarding his apprehension, Sizhui follows alongside his father, eyes sinking shut as he tries his best to concentrate on Wei Wuxian's emotions; the resolution to return him to the train, being bolstered by his encouragement that they'll make it back if he only believes. As long as you are around, I don't have to worry about anything. Wei Wuxian won't take them anywhere except back, which is what he wants, hand-in-hand with the ever-present promise that he won't let go, no matter the circumstances.

Soft, pleading voices immediately start in, ‘Stay, stay, we've missed you so!’ and although the pull is strong, his bond with Wei Wuxian shines through brighter still.

I want to go back with Wei-qianbei.