Mm. No. Perhaps not? ( He smiles, easy, like they're old friends. ) I suppose I could find my way around this place, bear and ghosts aside. I do like to adventure, I have a wanderers heart, you see. But isn't that vaguely ungentlemanly of me? You've opened the door, and I could leave, but shouldn't I thank you?

( Truthfully, there is something ... upsetting about all of this that Wen Kexing cannot currently name. Lan Wangji says he knows him, but there is no recollection even in the darkest corners of his mind. Usually, trying to prick at the past brings pain, but right now all there is is a tension. He needs to know more then, needs to pry the secrets out somehow. He watches Lan Wangji with a keenness that maybe does not match the curve of his mouth, before he heaves another airy sigh. )

Unless you wish to take over as kitchen master, but let me tell you you'll have no thanks.