Wei Wuxian huffs out a small breath, but allows Lan Zhan to pour the tea. At least Lan Zhan is eating; he will take what victories he may.

He retrieved the wine bottle to add to the table while they were arranging the food. It sits untouched for now as he lifts his teacup, nodding thanks to Lan Zhan before he drinks.

"So what did you find in the library?" he asks. "Things from our world? Music from another?"