After a tense moment, Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Chao and shrugged. Ow, bad move. Shrugging hurt now. "'kay." Perhaps that wasn't quite the right vibe but it was technically what had been asked of him. "Please." He said it politely, bowing his head a little and smiling brightly. Not unlike a child asking to get some candy and clearly overall a mockery, but he was certainly doing it.

Nie Huaisang, as so often, found himself in awe of both his friend's brazen bravery and bottomless stupidity. He looked at him, feeling exasperation coming off of Jiang Cheng in waves, intermingled with worry. He saw the tension in Jin Zixuan's shoulder, the way he ground his teeth. Wishing to speak up and knowing he shouldn't. Too much pride and no shamelessness. He watched them all, the young masters, and he saw no good end here.

So he fainted, with a rather exaggerated sigh. He hoped someone would catch him, but he was prepared to collapse to the ground instead.