Even Wei Wuxian has to admit that is is quite sweet, more than he expected when he asked Lan Zhan for breakfast. He doesn't mind! But he does wonder how some of the flavors might be complemented with more spice to balance out the sugar; he will have to investigate, he decides, and see what Madam Bar recommends.

He polishes off his egg dish and returns to the hot chocolate. All is quiet, for a time, but the comfortable quiet that occasionally marks their meals between Wei Wuxian's one line of thought and the next. Not like last night.

Perhaps it will be okay.

(Naturally, as soon as he thinks this, the dragonflies wake up for the day.)