Wei Ying decides to stick with his initial choice to just. Not. Look out the windows. Unless Lan Zhan is already right there with him.

"Mm!" He nods, glancing at his flute. But he doesn't offer it to Curufin, he doesn't let just anyone hold it. "Wei Wuxian is my courtesy name," he responds with a little bow. "Thank you! This is the first train I've traveled on."