[glances up at him; he obviously wasn't super expecting to be addressed again...]

...

[he takes a second picking out an answer...]

I am concerned.

The task.

[...nods a little...]

Yes.

[...looks up at him quietly...]

...

Wei Ying.

That is my answer.

Wei Ying.

[glances away again, kind of disengaging...]

Would protect them if possible.

[very still; honestly not sure how to react to the hand, so not reacting to it either positively or negatively for now... this conversation is giving him a lot of mixed signals, whether that's the intention or not]

It is not.

...

Was not asking.

[it's also true! he literally pressed pause on the previous interaction and left to come over here and sit and stare at the table rather than ask for anything!]

...

What would you have of me?

[that's not sarcastic; he's looking at Wei Wuxian again, fully engaged, pupils narrow and searching in his strange eyes]

Will assist, if this is decided.

[simply, like it wasn't in question]

[...

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...

is he still in range for Lan Wangji to hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder back...]