[This child. Wei Wuxian huffs out a laugh and sets a hand on Sizhui's shoulder, squeezing once in assurance and then allowing his hand to linger there.]

Don't be silly, of course you'll make a good impression. [You're my a-Yuan he doesn't say out loud, though he's sure the sentiment is written clearly across his face. Before he can start to get more emotional again, he lets his hand drop and nudges Sizhui in the direction of the room they've come up on.]

Alright, alright, enough of me being embarrassing, let's get this tour started!