There always comes a little pang whenever Magnus brings up his mother. She deserved much better than her fate, and Magnus deserved to have much more time with her. Lan Wangji considers, but only very briefly, before tucking his own arm around Magnus in turn. He does trust Magnus to care for himself, but he can hardly help the flutter of worry each time he visits Magnus' room to tend to his plants and finds it, again, empty of any other life, devoid by now of the warm remnants of Magnus' spiritual presence. "Mn," he allows, then. "Will you stay out there?"