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[No, nothing is okay. He doesn't say that though, taking a deep breath to try and calm down because he's obviously not doing a good job of not making her worried. He isn't sure the breath really helps.]

It will be. [Is what he decides on as an answer, because he won't lie to her but that's the only outcome he'll allow. There is no alternative, Finn will be okay. McCoy at least seemed to think he would be.

And Wei Wuxian is going to handle the rest.]

Do you know a man named Felix?

I — Yeah. Yeah, I know him. He was going to teach me a few things.

[And then, an unpleasant sound to Wei Wuxian's ears:]

Hand to hand training, and stuff like that.

Stay away from him. [The words escape him in an angry hiss before he can stop it, and he wonders if he should have done this in person. He isn't sure if that would make it better or worse.]

Please, Ziggy.

[He won't share any of the details, but he won't keep this a secret from her either. Not with what's at stake.] He hurt Finn. He's going to be okay, Finn is with Doctor McCoy now, but I don't want you going anywhere near that man. Don't trust him, don't train with him, don't spend time with him.

[The harshness of the response is new, but she registers his ire as being particularly aimed — at Felix, specifically, which is a coincidence, because now she's feeling her own slow-burning anger as the pieces begin to slowly come together. He hurt Finn. Her fingers curl tightly.]

What did he do?

[A part of her is ready to leap to her feet and storm out to find Felix herself. Maybe try to return a little bit of whatever he'd done to Finn; she could do it, been training long and hard at a lot of different things the past year. (Ziggy, another voice tells her, listen to Wei Wuxian. So she doesn't start moving. Not until she can make a rational choice. Her voice is tight and angry.]

How badly hurt is he?

[He shakes his head even though Ziggy can't see it, and he lays a hand on Finn's cheek, silently telling him he'll be back. Then he stands from his seat and exits the room, beginning to make his way down the halls to Ziggy's room. He doesn't stop answering her though, even as he's on his way.]

Ziggy, he's going to be fine. [It isn't what she asked, but he isn't going to answer that question.] Felix told Dr. McCoy they were sparring.

That's all I know right now.

[Ziggy is, probably too predictably, pacing in a tight back-and-forth line in her room. The whole staying level-headed thing is hard for her, but she's making a concentrated effort.]

Told him — That's horseshit! Sparring shouldn't be like that, and I know it's bad if you're telling me to stay away. Where's Finn now? Can I talk to him?

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He hasn't regained consciousness yet. Doctor McCoy says that's okay, that he needs the rest. [It would be pointless to lie about that. She'd figure it out for herself one way or another.

Abruptly, there's a knock on Ziggy's door.]

It's me.

[Ziggy looks predictably unhappy when the door is opened, the shadows of her face stark with worry. It's hard not to think about the fact that she's gotten so used to the people she cares about getting hurt, getting killed, getting treated unkindly by someone else — and it makes her want to ball up her fists and whale on the person responsible.

But it also sucks, to not immediately leap into action.

She breathes out deeply.]

... Hey.

You're lucky it's you telling me to stay still; I would've caused a lot more trouble by now.

[His expression is a mirror of her own feelings, but it softens a little at the sight of her. The fact that she makes it clear she's only listening because it's him isn't lost on him and a brief swell of affection chases away the anger even if it doesn't last long.]

I know. [He agrees and then lets out a long sigh, reaching up to rub at his temple.]

I need you to stay away from him for now. Will you promise me that you'll do that?

[There's a long, stare that follows, as if she's trying to study his face like the words of a book. Whatever she reads there, it's enough for her to stay put it seems, because her body deflates a fraction.]

... I promise. But if he makes a habit of hurting you guys, we might have to revisit this negotiation, you know? [Because she's never been that great at standing around and watching other people get picked on or hurt. It's screwed up and deserves a damn knuckle sandwich.

She also gets Wei Wuxian's side of things, so...]

... Only if it happens again.

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[To that at least, Wei Wuxian snorts and his eyes take on a dangerous glimmer.]

He's no threat to me Ziggy, and I'm going to make sure he knows it. This—[He pauses, making sure the single word encompasses all that's happened] Will never happen again.

And if he ever so much as looks at you or Finn the wrong way, you won't have to worry about going after him. [He leaves the threat vague, but it's clear enough to imagine. Wei Wuxian does his best to be kind and forgiving. He's slow to anger and slower to violence. But hurting someone he cares about? For that, Wei Wuxian will show no mercy.]

[She breathes out through her nose, and though she doesn't have the heart right now to look amused or fond about the whole thing — she can see it all for what it is, and she appreciates it. More than he might know. Or maybe he does; maybe he can appreciate it how it feels, when you had felt alone and unguarded before, only to realize you've collected people who really worry about your well-being.

Some days, it had seemed like only Cindy did. Back when. In another life, as she likes to call it.

Reaching out, she squeezes his hand.]

I solemnly swear, as your most totally treasured, best pupil. I won't let it happen to me. Not here on this station.

... You might have to worry about me trying to fight monsters on occasion outside of the station, though.

[Wei Wuxian exhales relief and tension in equal amounts, and then apropos of nothing, he reaches forward to tug Ziggy into a loose hug. It's been a stressful day to say the least, but seeing her has helped him manage the burning anger inside of him and he's more grateful than he can say, for her presence and her promise. He huffs softly and then steps back, leaving a hand on her shoulder.]

The monsters are the ones who should be worrying, a-Xing. You're not a force to be underestimated. [He offers her a soft smile.]

I'm going to head back to the infirmary now, but I'll let you know as soon as Doctor McCoy says he can have other visitors, alright? And if you need me, or just want to talk, call me. I'll be there.

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