He blinks as his fingers are pried off Lan Zhan's sleeve, and he starts to cant his head to the side as he studies each small adjustment before him. Including the ending by dismissal, one that has both his brows lifting and his lips curled upward before he laughs.

"Right now? So mean, you've just invited me to sit!" Twice, and forcefully. He doesn't think it's mean, of course, but he does lean forward to try and press a finger to the tip of Lan Zhan's nose.

"Just a reminder, Lan Zhan, not me needing to go now. Did you know, they'll even pay you to run errands?" He's still smiling, lopsided, because there's nothing really surprising about this. "Not much, but when you have nothing, each bit helps."

He glances to Lan Zhan's temple, smile fading. "Are there any of the things you usually use that I can help find for you? I'm a little more used to going without, it's almost nostalgic."

The saddest part being it wasn't a lie.

"Plus, if you get creative with the eating utensils, you can find all sorts of uses for the odd ones!" Like the multi tined ones not big enough to use over fires.