Leaning forward earnestly, Magnus says, "Has he told you about where he comes from? Cloud Recesses? I keep thinking -- I don't know what it's like there, just that they use jade tokens instead of keys--" Absently, his hand comes up to grip the token Lan Wangji gave him. "But I recognize most of the plants here, and maybe that means he doesn't?" Magnus's knowledge of the natural world is woefully small for the son of a natural world god. "And I want him to be comfortable, you know? In case he doesn't. I had Galahad bring me a book on the, like, native vegetation of China, because that's the closest I can come to figuring out if there's a version of his world in my world, but then I was like, maybe this is all wrong, maybe Claudius will know." He smiles at Claudius. "And then Galahad mentioned he's been helping you with the gardens, and I was like, perfect, maybe me and Claudius can figure out a way to grow Hanguang-jun something that feels like home." It has recently become very, very important to Magnus that Lan Wangji doesn't get homesick.

Then he casts a glance at the bulb. "And I can tell the squirrels to cut it out, if you want," he offers: a trade, in case Claudius prefers one to an out-and-out favor for Magnus. "I'm pretty sure it's just Hubert trying to prove that he's grown up and self-sufficient now."