Lan Wangji until the waitress took their order and was out of an earshot. He sighs heavily, his hands on his laps, fiddling nervously to collect his thoughts. He knew his promise isn't unrealistic considering how very unpredictable the hotel can be, mostly from the traps and the whims of the Queen's people.

"There is a list. Wei Ying said we're on it. He wasn't sure what it means. He can't remember the name other than ours. So I don't know how much he remembers." That's a worrisome thing, since this place seem to be reading their memories and thoughts, and using it against them for what purpose and intent, he cannot fathom.

For now, he is glad to properly warn this Wei Wuxian at least if he is on the list and what could that be mean.