Did Lan Zhan actually manage to make a joke? He laughs a little easier, surprised how quickly things have begun to feel comfortable between them again.

"Ah, yes, yes, how could I be so bold as to think I could sway the peerless jade pillar, Hanguang Jun?" he's still chuckling as he takes some of Lan Zhan's weight, looping an arm over his shoulders and holding steady before rising up. If Lan Zhan is well enough to still be so quick-witted, he should be alright, at least, with a bit of rest.

Walking him to the bed feels nostalgic, that first and only time he got to see Lan Wangji drunk. He'd had to tuck him, make sure he made it to bed, though it'd been great fun to tease him all the same. Wei Wuxian helps him settle onto the bed, easing him down carefully to sit first.

"Be careful not to lay back on it," he cautions.