It's inevitable that Wen Ning would be influenced by Wei Wuxian's stronger emotions, inevitable that he'd obey an accidental command. That must be what happened, thinks Wei Wuxian. Wen Ning has always been too timid to make a move on his own, so what else could this be?

"That one," Wei Wuxian says, pointing at a radish at random. "All of them. I don't care." His arm falls back onto his lap, boneless. He's boiling inside his skin and he has no strength. If Wen Ning is here to help him, why isn't he helping him already?