For once, Lan Wangji will have to surrender and let him take care of him, and let him practice his skills. Fingers intertwined, still shy from any public display of affection. He won't protest, because inwardly, he is proud and happy being married to him. He's a chiveralous gentleman, raising on rules, and to show any affection like this is strictly forbidden back home in Cloud Recesses. Always tense and terse, so he relaxes.

"Mn. I must say, it's something to get used to." He rather like his snow white robes since it reminds him of his hometown, but they're on a train going to a different world and it's something Lan Zhan doesn't mind exploring or having an adventure.

In the meanwhile, he doesn't have his guqin with him. "I wish I could play guqin for you and the passengers too."