The Lan disciple is bracing for something bad after a breath like that, but as his brother nods, considers, then reaches to take hold of his hand, his posture slackens somewhat. He shouldn't be at all surprised Wen Sizhui and Dennis have already talked, yet he can't help sheepishly inclining his head at the revelation, feeling shy now that it's confirmed they were.

Regardless, he gingerly squeezes the other boy's hand, withdraws once he lets go and interlocks his hands across his lap, gaze still downcast. His turn to sigh, but then he nods, lifts his gaze, a half-smile upticking his lips. “They most certainly did. It is the same in your world then, hm?” Good... good, it's reassuring to know some things aren't so different between them. He brightens further, unable to help himself at the connotation, his voice softly teasing when he asks, “Do you think Dennis and I should fight a water demon together?”