[That's all inward speculation, of course. Outwardly, it's a different matter. Nie Huaisang gapes up at Wei Wuxian for another moment before his cheeks puff out and he huffs, a mix of pouting and annoyed, folding his arms over his chest]
Wei Xiong! [he lifts a finger, shaking it up at him once, to distract himself from the pang he feels at saying that name again after so long. There's no space for that sort of thing now.] You are the one that came barging in here, so you do not get to complain about the lack of tea!
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Wei Xiong! [he lifts a finger, shaking it up at him once, to distract himself from the pang he feels at saying that name again after so long. There's no space for that sort of thing now.] You are the one that came barging in here, so you do not get to complain about the lack of tea!