"...No." Lan Wangji answered and he didn't laugh back. He didn't find this funny. He started arguments with his soul-twin over his alcoholic and drinking habits, and it's becoming a problem for him. Unlike the friendly sparring, this is a different fight altogether.

Seeing he's cold and wet and soaked through, he wordlessly assists him without saying a word, he opens the closet and pulls out a towel for him to dry with, and an extra terry robe. "Dry yourself and wear this." He'll clean up the mess on the floor and the bed later, he doesn't care. At least, he's with him, and not partying himself out there, so to him, this is fine, he will deal whether he likes it or not.

"If you want to take a shower, you may."