[ He slams back into their previous conversation so immediately that he nearly stumbles. Lan Wangji, intent on the dirt. Lan Zhan, who means to level himself with the Yiling Laozu. Hanguang-jun, so bright he burns, so bright it hurts to look at him even now, here in the dark. ]

Lan Zhan. [ Admonishing. Afraid, almost, of what daring to look this beast directly in the eye might reveal. It's easier to play like he's not aware of it, serene in the shared agreement that this is a path better left untouched. If they speak it out loud, if they bring it out into the open then he'll be forced to confront all those things he's been trying to avoid. Wei Wuxian is a selfish man, he knows this about himself and works to try to make up for it when and where possible. He's not sure if he's prepared to face the debts he owes now, especially not where Lan Wangji is concerned. Hell, he's not sure he's got enough of value to make up for any of it, and that's even worse. ]

Aiyo, Lan Zhan. Don't you know it does the spirit harm to dwell in the past? Ah, you should know better. [ He shakes a finger at him, scolding. ] You should be looking forward! Greet what comes! It's bad luck to always be looking behind you. Who but Hanguang-jun is bright enough to lead the way for everyone?