His brow knits slightly in bewilderment. But any questions he may have about why she's bringing up Lan Zhan again, or clarifications he wants to speak that all those who have loved him are long lost -- they will wait.

(You are loved. It lodges under his ribs like a thorn, but there is no pain. How -- ?)

"Will you tell her?" he asks instead, still unable to put much volume into his voice.