[Another time- perhaps even hours later on the same night- Yizhi might admire the decor, and how it reminds him of home. Right now he’s slumped back where he sits, also breathing heavily.]

Really? What happened?

[He takes a deep breath, then stretches out his legs. His work isn’t done.]

And- do you have a kettle, something I can get you water from? It’s so indecorous, but we can just, [wheeze] pretend it didn’t happen.

[He shares Wei Wuxian’s internal mortification- a guest should not be using their host’s utilities like this on the first visit- but right now he doesn’t have the fucks to give, They can invoke some “boys will be boys” rule.]