"I would have nothing if certain people weren't so loyal," he answers with a wry little smile of his own. "Lan Zhan never lost faith in me, even when the rest of the cultivating world believed me nothing but a senseless monster. I was glad to prove him right." His husband is Perfection, ok? He will fight anyone who says otherwise.

Wei Ying frowns in worry. It doesn't matter he hasn't met this brother of Maedhros', no one deserves that fate. And he can't help the shiver and glance down at the mention of being utterly alone. He knows that feeling far too well. A deep breath, centering himself, he draws himself back up and looks at Maedhros seriously. "If I can help, I would like to. And if we can get, or have made, a guqin for Lan Zhan, I am sure he would be willing to help too."