Wei Wuxian, partly now amused, partly still awkward, continues to hold Jin Ling in his arms, against his bony frame. Slightly less bony, he eats more regularly here, but he's never quite managed to recapture his weight and health from before the exchange of his core.

Aspects of that he cannot actually regret.

"Hmm," he says, smiling at the ridiculousness of this, and the gratitude for having moments like these. Even having the chance to spend more time with his nephew, the one here from before, and the one who arrived later, has been precious. "Guess we're stuck like this forever then. Time to get used to carrying you around—"

Embarrassment: the multiverse's consistent means of getting every teenager to respond with oh hell no.