"No," he admits as he pokes at his food. "But I don't know! We barely spoke for several years, he might have met someone then. Or maybe he's not interested in anyone, ever. You've met him. He's so reserved."

Wei Wuxian swigs some of his beer.

"And he puts up with so much from me already. You know he was awake half the night last night because I couldn't sleep?" His fingers are clumsy around the plastic fork; it takes an extra attempt to get a bite of food to his mouth. "I can't keep putting burdens on him. He's been through too much."