"I have." It feels ragingly obvious, humbling him. "Gusu Lan Clan, Lan Xichen. Zewu-jun."

A formal introduction is a little hard when eyeballing a lake brimming with the undead but he does his best to be decorous, hopping over the detritus to stand closer. Judging from the man's form with a sword, it would benefit them both to have each other sharing a back if needs be.

"With whom do I have the pleasure?"