"They will bring us gifts?" Wei Wuxian asks, as delighted as Lan Zhan is mutely horrified. He wraps his arms around one of Lan Zhan's own and leans into him. "Getting gifts is wonderful, Lan Zhan. If one of your rules is against them, remember we are our own clan now. And," he adds, looking rather pleased with himself, "Lan Zhan has said I can have anything I wish."