"You have always been biased, Wangji," Xichen says with a soft smile, perhaps the closest to teasing he can manage in the moment.

It is refreshing to see Wangji's own smile, one he had not seen on his features in the months leading to Nightless City. This smile is more open, different. This man isn't the brother he knows either, he knows, but familiar enough. "No, not much at all," he says with a frown, shaking his head. "It was hours as well. Little had changed and yet, I felt out of place."

Then a pause. "Where did you return to?"