With the defensiveness in Sagramore's tone followed immediately by Magnus sounding so surprised and unhappy, Lan Wangji goes still. He could not have imagined that Galahad would tell him something without also giving that information to Magnus, with whom he is so close. The pot with the pork is getting close to a boil, and the chiles for the sauce are now considering the possibility of simmering.
"He was," he says to Magnus, slowly, "when we spoke some time ago. Dream manipulation is difficult to prove. A dream may only be a dream." He knows for a fact that Luo Binghe did it to Magnus and then, later, to Claudius; he also has strong suspicions regarding a dream of his own, one that could not have been better crafted to haunt and distress him. He has no true evidence, however. He glances at Sagramore, who is friends with Shen Yuan and, therefore, presumably protected, just as Galahad and Magnus are. "I told him I would look into it."
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"He was," he says to Magnus, slowly, "when we spoke some time ago. Dream manipulation is difficult to prove. A dream may only be a dream." He knows for a fact that Luo Binghe did it to Magnus and then, later, to Claudius; he also has strong suspicions regarding a dream of his own, one that could not have been better crafted to haunt and distress him. He has no true evidence, however. He glances at Sagramore, who is friends with Shen Yuan and, therefore, presumably protected, just as Galahad and Magnus are. "I told him I would look into it."