"He needs to bring up the...whatever that is?" Wei Wuxian guesses, arriving just in time to see the miming. He claps a hand on the other man's shoulder and gives him a grateful nod "Song Lan, it's good to see you."
He crouches down at the other side of his nephew, looking over him with a worried expression before looking back to Song Lan.
"Is that what you meant? We need to clear his lungs?"
Around them, the battle is dying down, nearly all the attackers either dead or captured (as long as at least one of them is alive, Wuxian thinks, they can question them, make sure there's nobody else left of this plot)
Huaisang is sitting on a rock to the side of the road waiting for them to be finished, he doesn't have anything useful to add and he's pretty sure he twisted his ankle when he jumped, so he's just going to sit quietly and not make a fuss until it's time to leave.
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"He needs to bring up the...whatever that is?" Wei Wuxian guesses, arriving just in time to see the miming. He claps a hand on the other man's shoulder and gives him a grateful nod "Song Lan, it's good to see you."
He crouches down at the other side of his nephew, looking over him with a worried expression before looking back to Song Lan.
"Is that what you meant? We need to clear his lungs?"
Around them, the battle is dying down, nearly all the attackers either dead or captured (as long as at least one of them is alive, Wuxian thinks, they can question them, make sure there's nobody else left of this plot)
Huaisang is sitting on a rock to the side of the road waiting for them to be finished, he doesn't have anything useful to add and he's pretty sure he twisted his ankle when he jumped, so he's just going to sit quietly and not make a fuss until it's time to leave.