"Mm." The smile doesn't abate. "Well, then I suppose I appreciate you asking rather than assuming. Yes, I do like it. I've thought to swim more in the lake eventually -- Harrow has mentioned garments that are specifically meant for it."

He is not drowsy -- in truth, Wei Wuxian is not sure he will be able to return to sleep at all tonight -- but the tea, the incense, and the warmth have begun to do their work. He wants to sling an arm around Lan Zhan as he has wrapped an arm around him. He wants to curl up in bed, side by side, and wait out the night together.

Not alone, he hears again, and tries not to wince as he remembers his foolish reply.