Her delight is infectious, and Wei Wuxian's swiftly grows to match it.

"I do not mind at all," he assures her with a laugh. "You're not dragging me -- I will go willingly to drown my own sorrows with you. Here -- "

Quickly, he refills her cup.

"I will ask Madam Bar to hold on to the rest of this bottle, and if we still have the stomach for it, we will finish it when we return. Though we should endeavor not to have the stomach for it, I feel!"

He tosses back the rest of his own glass and gets to his feet.