He stays silent as he speaks about his time in Wonderland, this strange place that he and the others had come from. Much like here, it seemed as if people from different time periods appeared. It certainly didn't sound like Lan Xichen was trying to move forward but he keeps quiet to hear the entire story, letting his fingers play with the lock of hair then caress at the back of his neck. At least Lan Xichen realized that he had been still living in the past with the loss of the others once again.

He gives a scoff.

"Me."