"Who would've thought?" he grins, and even in his inebriated state, seeing Lan Sizhui's reaction prompts him to laugh and hug the boy tightly once again. It means a lot more than he'd thought that people are genuinely happy for them. He hadn't thought to find many people who didn't want him dead on the spot, let alone think of as family. It's almost enough to send him teetering from happy and clingy drunk to weepy clingy drunk. Almost.

"Mm, A-Yuan has to come!" he agrees. He'd been disappointed for a number of reasons, when Shijie vanished, and not having her at the wedding was still something he'd regret, but they still had family!

"Lan Zhan has his brother, and I still need to ask my nephew... oh- but together, of course, we have A-Yuan!"

He grows a bit less animated, however, when talking about his room. It's usually a topic he just skirts around, but of course, the indulgence tea makes it easy for secrets to slip free.

"It's messy, it's always messy," he makes a face, "but I wouldn't care if it was just messy. Everyone else has much better rooms. Cloud Recesses and Lotus Pier and... and not a dirty old cave."