Wei Wuxian breathes a silent sigh of relief when Lan Zhan agrees, and even seems pretty eager about his "prize," which makes getting him back to the room a tiny bit easier, even if they are weaving and wobbling through the hallways.

"Inside, Lan Zhan, that's it, mind your wings through the door," he tries to free his hand, so he can help him get under the door without toppling back should the wings catch the doorframe. Now... how on earth was he supposed to undress with all those layers and wings? Sober Lan Zhan was the one who'd figured it out before, but he was not here right now.

"Alright. Bathtime, remember? How do we get you out of all that, hm?"