[Wei Wuxian breathes in and sighs it back out, glancing back toward his pan and the contents in it. The smile on his face, which had softened to almost nonexistence, fades in its entirety for a moment - but he's already turned to look at his food by then.]

—It's an unacceptable outcome.

[But, you know. So was leaving behind two-thirds of the people they'd arrived with on the boat. The only thing they could do was abandon their dead with desperate promises to return.]

There are no inescapable situations. No way into something without there also being an exit. And no one being that holds supreme power over everything and everywhere else.

[Which is to say, despite his pessimism and the outcome of his last game, he refuses to accept a deadend scenario so soon.]