"I'll send you a message then, when it's done," he agrees. He's still getting used to the communication tool, but it seems handy enough, especially since he can't really use paper talismans or other means to convey messages quickly.

It's hard to explain, being around this other Lan Zhan, he thinks. So, in the end, he doesn't make much effort to try to reason or make sense of it. Lan Zhan is still Lan Zhan, so there's no reason they shouldn't be friends, at least, right?

He watches Lan Wangji go, taking a moment to kick his feet in the pool and order one more iced tea, to-go, before climbing out of the pool and toweling off.