[Wei Wuxian finds himself unprepared, despite having come out this far for this very thing. he does not--want to have this interaction, this confrontation. he thinks it will be a confrontation, or his body certainly does, shoulders already tensed against the inevitability of it.

why did he come out here? what does he even hope to get out of this? nothing, that's what.

he holds still as a spooked deer, nonetheless. maybe a miracle will happen and Lan Wangji will punch him in the face, and then they can have a straightforward fight, and he can go get drunk afterwards to numb the wounds and feel a little better.]