It really isn't just Nie Huaisang who wishes for simpler times; Wei Wuxian is just as plagued with nostalgia at being Wei-xiong again. Not that he has lacked for friends here, by any means, but it's the principle of the thing. Like writing essays about Cloud Recesses over text message, it's...something. He grins in response to being finger-wagged, unrepentant, and waits for the barrage to cease before making his (ironclad, faultless) case.

"Technically, I didn't barge, I knocked. That was part of the hard work," an aside parry for Klaudia's benefit. He is a very useful ghost, thank you. "And Klaudia did the window cultivation, but hasn't barged a bit."

That clarified, he gives the lights and general dampness a split second's further consideration. Nie Huaisang has an impressive number of woes for so soon in his settling; Wei Wuxian is scholastically intrigued. "That seems like an annoying curse, or curses. There were curses in phone messages, awhile back, sometimes it happens."