[ Oh, oh. He's being spun. He goes with it, making it a game for himself as he spins on his sneaker clad foot and does a full 360 in Lan Wangji's hold before he's facing him again, a step closer than before but that grin still everpresent on his face. He does have a brief, momentary thought of — am I dressed too improperly for Lan Zhan? But there's nothing to be done about that, he's in what he's in and it's comfortable, with his body feeling so hot as it is. ]

Someone threw a rock at me. [ Said with an exaggerated pout. Lan Zhan, can you believe it? Someone threw a rock at him! But then the pout fades back into that grin and he laughs. ] It was funny. I fell out of the tree I was sitting in because of it, but the guy caught me. All this is crazy, ain't it?

[ Ohhh, he wants to touch. He always want to touch Lan Wangji but the urge is even more insistent, fingertips tingling with it, with these added dimensions to their senses and urges and instincts. He gives a once over to Lan Wangji himself, taking in the athletic wear with a curious look. It sure is strange to see Lan Wangji in the clothes of this world. ]

Hey, how long have you been here? Did you just get here? You don't have a rank yet, do you?