It isn't so early, and the sunrises are slowly coming earlier -- Claudius doesn't spend as long dragging himself out of bed for breakfast. And now that Laertes and Sagramore have looped him into the meal rotation, he looks forward to seeing them and seeing what they bring. But the sun through the window is deceptive, Claudius knows, and he's still in his dressing gown and huddled under the warmth of the kotatsu, considering risking the chill and checking the birdfeeders when Lan Wangji knocks. He reluctantly leaves the heated sanctuary -- but when he opens the door, he's glad of it. "Wangji! What an unexpected pleasure."