Lan Xichen does not pinch the bridge of his nose, but only because he has been forced to be a diplomat for far too long.

"Well, at least there will be some rapport between you." He had been somewhat afraid that the child would come and not know to look to anyone for comfort.

"And you know that he must never state that he is a Wen? Never be told it, never have it reinforced? It will be... years, decades, before that clan's name will be spoken without blinding hatred behind it."