( Ah, Lan Xichen... Zewu-jun... He smiles, in a tired sort of way. )
Zewu-jun, would you mind company?
( He can guess based on what he sees beyond him where he might be, but better to ask. More tea is never amiss, though he does suppose he could shove alcohol at him to burn off, but that's a waste and rather rude if Zewu-jun isn't asking. )
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Zewu-jun, would you mind company?
( He can guess based on what he sees beyond him where he might be, but better to ask. More tea is never amiss, though he does suppose he could shove alcohol at him to burn off, but that's a waste and rather rude if Zewu-jun isn't asking. )