"Ah, Lan Zhan, you know I am only joking." Quickly, he stomps down on the urge to poke Lan Zhan in the arm; he is actually able to talk now, and he does not want to lose his thoughts again. "I would not do that to you. The last thing I want is for your seclusion to stretch even longer."

Especially when it is Wei Wuxian's doing that Lan Zhan is in seclusion in the first place.