"A... a suit?" Wen Ning stares at the other man, confused and wide-eyed. Has he done this all wrong? He'd assumed this place was like a bathhouse and no one would be wearing anything at all. If it didn't take extreme circumstances to get him blushing in this body he would be just as pink as his friend.

He shakes his head, his hands tightening around the towel protecting his modesty. He could back out now, make some excuse. If he's going to embarrass both himself and Wei Wuxian by not being prepared he'd rather not be there at all.

"I'll go find one," he says hastily, feet already taking him a few steps in reverse.