Wei Wuxian stares at his unbelievable new entertainment. Well. Never a dull moment with this one around.

"Lan Zhan," he repeats, just watching as Lan Wangji douses himself.

Here he is, the intimidating Yiling Patriarch, Demon Lord, and his newest captive is drunk and dousing himself. Wei Wuxian would think that he was an idiot if it weren't for how proud and scornful he had been before.

"Okay, okay, come on." Getting to his feet, Wei Wuxian picks up the leash again, giving it a light tug. Now he just has to figure out where he wants his unpredictable new pet to sleep.