[Predictably, his eyes widen, a combination of shock and alarm passing over his face. His hands rise on reflex, like he wants to reach out, to verify it for himself--but then, Wei Wuxian wouldn't lie to him. Not... not like this. If he was going to lie, it would be--
--And there it is. He'd known, in part, that something wasn't quite right; he and Haku had confirmed that everyone else was missing something, but he'd thought that, maybe, Wei Wuxian simply hadn't figured out what it was. It wasn't an unreasonable assumption.
But this...
...Well. It wouldn't be fair of him to be hurt, would it, considering he hasn't been totally honest either. And it's not like he doesn't understand why Wei Wuxian wouldn't want to be open about this, even though Lan Wangji would hope he's proven that he has no intention of standing anywhere but at his side.
At first, he's quiet, his expression unreadable as he stares at Wei Wuxian. But slowly, he extends his hand--only to reach for Wei Wuxian's fingers, gently taking them in his own. It's a little awkward, since he still isn't quite used to initiating physical contact on his own, but his grip is firm.]
You did what you thought was right. [His voice is soft, but there's no anger in it. It's not a happy tone, exactly; it couldn't be, not when Wei Wuxian is missing something so vital to himself, again. But it's trust, nonetheless. And if he's being gifted with this level of vulnerability, knowing how uncomfortable Wei Wuxian has got to be, it would only be right to repay him in kind.] There is something I have not told you, as well.
MAYBE SOMEDAY...!!
--And there it is. He'd known, in part, that something wasn't quite right; he and Haku had confirmed that everyone else was missing something, but he'd thought that, maybe, Wei Wuxian simply hadn't figured out what it was. It wasn't an unreasonable assumption.
But this...
...Well. It wouldn't be fair of him to be hurt, would it, considering he hasn't been totally honest either. And it's not like he doesn't understand why Wei Wuxian wouldn't want to be open about this, even though Lan Wangji would hope he's proven that he has no intention of standing anywhere but at his side.
At first, he's quiet, his expression unreadable as he stares at Wei Wuxian. But slowly, he extends his hand--only to reach for Wei Wuxian's fingers, gently taking them in his own. It's a little awkward, since he still isn't quite used to initiating physical contact on his own, but his grip is firm.]
You did what you thought was right. [His voice is soft, but there's no anger in it. It's not a happy tone, exactly; it couldn't be, not when Wei Wuxian is missing something so vital to himself, again. But it's trust, nonetheless. And if he's being gifted with this level of vulnerability, knowing how uncomfortable Wei Wuxian has got to be, it would only be right to repay him in kind.] There is something I have not told you, as well.