"Will we?" he asks, looking at Lan Xichen with something like bleak surrender. "If it comes to it -- do you expect me to stand with the Lan, or with the Yiling Laozu? Will you stand with me, or will you stand against me? "

Will he make the right choice, when he doesn't know what the right choice is? What is black, what is white? No one told him about all this damn gray.