He nods, unable to keep his smile from widening when Lan Zhan uses the nickname again. Wei Wuxian mimics the way Lan Zhan sits, though his own posture is much sloppier, more relaxed, as he rests his chin in his hands.

"Anything else, hm..." he hums for a moment, thoughtful. There's a few memories that his other self has that he knows never happened in his world.

"Oh, I know something that's different," his grin turns a little wicked, and he makes a soft tsk tsk sound, "I heard you were naughty, Lan Zhan. During the night-hunt on Phoenix Mountain."