Lan Wangji knows he didn't draw it, and the copy he has, it was drawn by his own Wei Wuxian. But still, he was curious of it. Moreso where the similarities and differences draw the line between their histories.

Still, the idea that this Wei Wuxian will draw him a picture, he would like to have it to keep as a memento of their friendship. So inspired, he will write good poetry for him to read and that which will please him and impress him.

Smiling softly, "Lantern? I recall Wei Wuxian draw rabbits on a lantern before. Probably not the same as yours, but I would like that. A picture of a rabbit."