There are ways being on the Voidtrecker Express has turned him into a man who has peeked in at what his life is, from other views, and how he is as a person, from his own gaze leveled at a version of himself he's an imperfect reflection of. He resents none of it, and he thinks he understands better the depths of Lan Zhan's heart in a way he wouldn't have been ready or able to see clearly back home, not at the time he first arrived here.

Even now, it's hard, albeit for different reasons. He reaches out with one hand, fingers settling on Lan Zhan's sleeve. Just one small tug, and he smiles, voice pitched low and warm.

"You should ask the me living in your world, Lan Zhan, once he's back from finding his road."

When he knew who he was, away from the morass of the world they'd grown up in. When he'd found his footing as Wei Wuxian was starting to on his journey, but had not been able to find before he ended up here, ended up serenading Chaos and seeing worlds he'd never dreamed of, technologies he finds fascinating and frustratingly difficult to reproduce at the same time.

"That's the me who needs to answer. He's the one who can hold a heart, if he's learned how."