...Damn. To be able to just swing himself up like that, with hardly any help from Shen Yuan at all...Lan Xichen must be amazingly fit under his robes. Just totally stacked. Bet he has an eight pack too. He must've been so popular with the sisters in his homeworld.

Shen Yuan laughs quietly, accepting the help up in turn. "Perhaps!" he says, voice a little high and unsteady for some reason, probably the vertigo. "But it's not a bad idea to consider whether there might be an intended moral lesson behind all this. Maybe something about watching our steps...?" What is he even saying at this point, honestly. It's like the words are coming out on their own.