"Rabbits and ribbons," Anduin echoes, feeling as though his eyebrows may be permanently raised in surprise. He feels as though there is a story in this, although he also feels as though it is a story he will not entirely understand, perhaps even if it is fully explained.

He shakes his head as if to clear his thoughts before offering the other man a smile in turn.

"Living with Lan Wangji here in this house, I have gotten to know him... Perhaps not well," he says, with a twist of his lips. "He does not make it easy. But certaily better than I did. He was... More than grateful to leave me in charge of answering to the villagers who have come to seek advice from these doors. His patience, it would seem, does have a limit."