[Despite not looking back at Huaisang yet, his eyes narrow considerably. The irritation cracks for a second or two--no, he doesn't want to hear it, he doesn't want to think about Wei Wuxian still being so important to him, then and now--and again he frowns hard.]

I didn't realize your offer to drink was just a way for you to chastise me about Wei Wuxian. Did he really sweet-talk you so well in whatever place the two of you were kept?