Wei Wuxian fills his lungs in kind, shoving a few loose strands of hair behind his ears that were knocked free in their passion. He opens the door and crouches down to relieve the rat of its burden. "Thank you," he says with a polite smile, inclining his head in an abbreviated bow.

He rises back to his feet and slides the door shut with one elbow, already turning back to Lan Zhan with a grin -- which fades when he takes in the sight of him leaning against the wall, already exhausted and spent.

"Lan Zhan." Gentler. "Come eat?"