Shen Wei nods, pulling off his mask to rub at his eyes, a childish impulse he gives into all the same. "Shen Wei," he replies. He's been keeping to himself for the most part, as lonely as he'd been at home but for his brother, but it's refreshing to speak to another person again, even if he's ill.

"What house are you?" he asks, for it seems to matter a great deal here.