Oh, so you thought cutesy hand warmers with little faces on them suited me instead?

[He raises a disbelieving brow, arms coming to cross over his chest. Don't think he hasn't noticed the insistent niceness. Still, it's better than an alternative, and he doesn't have any true ill-will toward Wei Wuxian. A thought comes to him then -- reflective on their last conversation.]

Hey, forgot to ask that guy about you. What were you trying to make me check? That you weren't flirting intentionally?