[Wei Wuxian lets himself be manhandled into the room and slouches into his seat with a pout. The conversation feels much too heavy for how intoxicated he is. Trying to think of how he and the other Wei Wuxian differed, about how the Lan Zhan's from their mirrored worlds were alike, but not the same.]

See, that's what I said! The other me... and me... are like... Wine from Caiyi and Yunmeng. They're both wine... and sweet... and might even have the same name, but they're not exactly the same. And I can like Yunmeng's wine, even if Emperor's Smile is my favorite.

O-oh but just because I'll drink anything, it doesn't mean I'll drink anything.

[He glances at the water, placed so delicately in front of him, eyes narrowing. It's never been good, when Lan Zhan starts a conversation that way. Well, with the exception of A-Yuan, perhaps. But before he can offer so much as a teasing retort, Lan Zhan is telling him a tale that seems better suited to children's bedtime stories. He rubs at his temple, trying to make sense of it. Did he just miss something, because of the drink? No, he was surely listening... but it still doesn't make sense.]

Lan Zhan... are you sure you're not drunk too?