Lan Zhan can feel his ears redden, even as he keeps his face steady and lowers them carefully to the ground. He makes no immediate move to put Wei Ying down, other hand simply coming down to grasp at Wei Ying's leg yet again.

He is happy to carry him as far as is needed. Wei Ying does not feel like a burden, at all.

"Jade Egg," he murmurs, hitching Wei Ying further up his back, wincing a little at the pull but only for a moment. He starts to walk. "Cloud. Winter Storm. Lan Wangji is like these things?" he asks, hoping it sounds like play but wanting to know. Wanting to know if he seems so cold to Wei Ying.