Lan Wangji glances up and toward Crowley with no change in expression. For most of his visitors, he has righted himself rather than conversing with them upside-down, but although he is no longer quite so aggravated by Crowley, in this case, he does not move. Well -- nearly. He sets his ink brush down, but only to switch the hand that is holding himself up.

"Training," he says shortly. Entirely straight-faced, he continues, "You may join me if you wish."