It has been years since they have seen each other, he knows. Even if he did not, it would be obvious in the way they each examine the other, taking stock of changes small and more pronounced, becoming reacquainted with the person the other is now.

A quiet happiness fills him. No matter the trouble that yet awaits, this time is to be cherished. Lan Wangji discreetly regards the stone floor, considering if perhaps he should withdraw - until Ciri, dispirited, wonders about Avallac'h's fate.

"Recovering," he says, and leaves it at that.