Wei Wuxian knows now that his Lan Zhan loves both him, and his soul-twin. And he'd really used a word as strong as love to say it. It was hard not to feel a little jealous, but the other Wei Wuxian was... well, Wei Wuxian, just as much as he was. It was foolish to be jealous of himself, then, he'd reasoned. And Lan Zhan said he'd even talked about it with the other Wei Wuxian, that they should still be good friends, so...

"I'm glad to hear it," he says, and means it. At least, that he's glad Lan Zhan is feeling better. He can even understand the sentiment, because he knows he'd be inconsolable if something happened to Lan Zhan. Either of them. And... the fondness too, though that's harder to admit.

"Lan Zhan," he stills his fidgeting hands in his lap, glancing aside, because it's much easier than worrying about how his heart will pound if he looks into Lan Wangji's eyes, "there's a lot I'll never be great at saying."

And a lot he'd never thought he'd need to think about, let alone say.

"But it seems only fair, since my soul twin beat me to it, getting both Lan Zhans to fall for him," he clicks his tongue and tries to keep some laughter in his voice, "I was just... scared, I guess? Does that even make sense? Scared of what going missing did to you, scared that maybe I was just convenient and there, scared I'd messed everything up... I shouldn't have ever doubted Lan Zhan's feelings."

He finally glances over the table at Lan Zhan, meeting his golden eyes, a note of reprimand in his voice that's mostly teasing, because he can't keep a hint of a flush from his face or a smile from creeping in.

"But! Weren't you sly! Telling me about your feelings when everything was in such a panic! Stealing kisses! Who is shameless now?"