"We were just kids," he gives Lan Zhan's hands another soft pats, before running his thumb back and forth in what he hopes is a comforting sort of way.

"Kids are foolish."

He's not sure it helps, for how sad Lan Zhan still looks, and he can't help feeling guilty for being the cause, both in their history and in drawing these feelings out with his stupid prank. When Lan Zhan moves to pull him closer, he goes willingly, if awkwardly, trying to cling to one another across two chairs. If it makes Lan Zhan happy though, it's definitely worth the discomfort.

"I'm right here," he tries to sound reassuring, "Lan Zhan, I'm not going anywhere, okay? Here, why don't we ah... take a walk, okay?"

If Lan Zhan was going to crash suddenly, as he had in the past, it was better if he could at least get him to his bed.