[ Xichen blinks slightly, disoriented. Wangji doesn't actually ask. Huaisang... understands, even when he doesn't know. Song Daozhang, both of them, have also more taken in his current state and found ways to ease him, especially one of them.

Beitang Moran has had some pointed questions, but that was partly the politeness of near-strangers, punctuated by sharp mind and genuine kindness.

But this, this man's concern. Nie Mingjue was never not honest, never not direct. His words, they are meant. It's hard to swallow past the lump in his throat, all of a sudden. ]

It... it was difficult for Wangji for many years. There are two of them here. One has seen that to the end; the other has not yet done so, and this place causes him pain while offering relief at the same time. Me... before coming here, something... unpleasant happened. I'm afraid I'm still trying to recover from it.

But I will be all right.

[ Even though Da Ge's presence here is shaking him so badly now... it means that maybe he will be, a little. ]

I will try to avoid telling you about the future, then. Though if you have questions, I will answer. And... it might mean I act strangely, sometimes.