Lan Wangji frowns faintly back down at him, wary at the thought of it. Magnus must have found some way to answer that did not offend Luo Binghe too grievously, or he would not be here calmly discussing it now, but it is still unsettling to imagine the conversation. Did Luo Binghe truly imagine that someone close with Claudius would consider offering his friendship? "What did you say?"