There comes a fresh flood of weakening relief, although Lan Wangji doesn't allow it to touch his bearing. He thinks that this must be part of why he guards his heart so closely. There is always the possibility of pain tied up with the business of love.

"You lost consciousness." Magnus seems comfortable, but Lan Wangji would like to assess him more thoroughly, so he arrays Magnus on the nearest couch with his head on Lan Wangji's lap. He does not let go of his hand.