Twenty minutes later, Wei Wuxian bursts out of the bathroom, clad in his inner robes and wringing out his hair with one of the disarmingly soft towels Madam Bar saw fit to place in his room. Bathing in the lake may feel like home, but sometimes -- a lot of the time, if he's honest -- it's easier to use the shower that is apparently a common thing in many of the worlds that touch Milliways.

He pauses mid-wring at the sight of Lan Zhan sitting on the bed. Unconsciously, a tiny, warm smile touches his lips.

"Comfortable?" he asks, flopping onto the other bed.