[Chuuya is quiet for a bit after that, watching the small fire eat up the paper Wei Wuxian tosses in. So many questions swirl around in his head, and he can't decide on any to actually ask. Even with two weeks to think on it, he still doesn't know how to even form the question, much less prepare himself for the answer.

Though with how Wei Wuxian said that last bit, it meant he had a choice in the matter, right?]

It's better than being an unthinking force of chaos, isn't it? Anybody'd be selfish, if those were their two choices.

[There's something vulnerable in the way he says those words, too. Something he'd deny if asked about it later, but in the moment it's easy to let it slip out.]