This, this is not Odinhaus. Lan Zhan did not manage to return to Odinhaus. This is not even the road to Odinhaus. He blinks up in confusion at the bright sun, then down at his own shoes, scuffed with dirt and up to see Wei Ying appear out of thin air.

He opens his mouth to ask what is wrong, what has Wei Ying's face in such alarm but then he realizes he is seated in the middle of the path towards the river and knows he has miscalculated.

"Fine," he murmurs, trying to push himself up, as if that will be enough to simply drop the matter. He can feel beads of sweat trickling down his face despite how cold he suddenly feels. It's disgusting. "M'Fine. Is, is Wei Ying fine?"