MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT--

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Okay. So, his head hurts, and there is screaming, and the screaming is making his head hurt more. 

Where is the screaming.

Sect Leader Lan is screaming?

Okay. 

Wen Ning has a solution to screaming. He is pretty sure. It is called... acupuncture?

Okay. So the first step is putting his hand in his pocket and getting out the needle. And the second step is finding Sect Leader Lan. And the third step is moving closer to Sect Leader Lan-- ow ow ow, he doesn't know if movement or being closer to the noise is worse-- and then the next step is finding an acupoint.

The ones in the neck are easy. Hard to miss. 

And then there is blessed silence. 

"Hello!!!!!"

Why.

There is a three-foot-tall, unnervingly skinny humanoid with spindly fingers and bright blue hair.

"I saw a big magic thing happening over here and I decided to check it out!"

Why is this happening.

Owwww.

He just made the noises stop and now there are more noises. Is there no justice in the world.

"Do you want to talk about cross-plane comparative ethics?"

DOES HE LOOK LIKE HE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT ETHICS.

"I will... get you a tent! And then we will talk about ethics!"

None of the teenagers is really in a position to track this happening, but there is darkness and silence and comfort and sleep, and the next morning Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang wake up to the smell of food.

Everyone else is asleep. Probably the best thing to do is to pretend to be asleep.

...Wei Wuxian is suddenly very conscious of the downsides of living on alcohol instead of food. He gets out of bed and leaves the tent, following the smell of cooking eggs and bacon.

"Hello! I'm Levrolurment! Do you want to talk about cross-plane comparative ethics now? I have been patient. I have been so patient. All day. Ten hours."

"Bacon first."

"Yeah, sure." He plates the bacon and puts it in front of Wei Wuxian. "That guy has a needle in his neck and I left it there because I didn't know if it was supposed to be there but maybe you should check it out?"

"It's not." He heads back to the tent and pulls the needle out of Lan Xichen's neck.

Pain pain pain agony pain--

WHY IS THERE SCREAMING

"Uh never mind I think it belongs there." He jams it back in in approximately the right place.

Lan Xichen is now unconscious.

"Why did that happen? The screaming, I mean, although I admit I'm also interested in why the needle stops it."