( he's actually on the couch when she makes her way down, but wei wuxian is up on his feet as soon as he hears her footsteps on the stairs, making his way to the kitchen. this means that by the time she's arrived to greet him, he's meeting her at the table with a pint of ice cream he's snatched from their freezer, though he ducks away again for a moment to grab bowls and spoons. )

My day, ( he says, cracking open the lid to begin to scoop portions of chocolate ice cream out into a bowl, ) Has been positively buzzing in anticipation of our ice cream brunch. ( he sets the bowl in front of her as well as the thus-far-unused spoon, with a bit of a grin. ) Perhaps once you try this, you'll be ardent enough that I'm simply 'Wei Ying' again. ( his tone is light, rife with good-natured teasing, though even as he scoops his own ice cream into his bowl, he can't help but steal a much more serious glance her way. searching assessing. trying to get a read on her mood, after reading such a brief yet heavy bit of literature. )