"Ah, thank you!" Quickly, before Lan Zhan can object, Wei Wuxian steals the mug and takes a sip. His eyebrows lift in pleasant surprise. "Mm. That is much better than the coffee I had."

Wait.

Did Lan Zhan just ordered coffee for himself?

He shoves Ingress's cup back toward her -- fortunately, it doesn't slosh too much -- and grabs one of Lan Zhan's hands. "Lan Zhan! Don't drink that! What if it's like alcohol to you and you don't sleep at all for three days?"

His eyes have gone huge with worry.