Lan Wangji gives Galahad a small nod of greeting, then sets down his tea so that he can also put his hands together to perform a seated version of a bow. He would be happy to entertain any of his more talkative friends here, but there is a certain relief to seeing Galahad, whom he knows will not add to the cacophony of voices. As he did with Magnus, he rummages in one of his sleeves until a second teacup finds its way into his hand, then tips it toward Galahad to ask whether he would like to share.