Wei Wuxian groans, throwing up his hands in frustration and turning on his heel to march out the room.

Now that the rest of the clan is rushing about getting ready and they're alone again, Huaisang closes his fan and clears his throat again.

"A-Cheng..." he says, a little awkwardly, then he pauses and seems to think better of it "Let's get you more presentable so we can get going."

They need to talk about this, yes, but it can wait until they don't have to go and safe his nephew from whatever danger he's in... and maybe Jiang Cheng being sober will help, too.