That idle sentiment wrenches Lan Wangji back to the present. His brow pinches with a tiny frown as he looks back up at Claudius' face. "There is a reason you know that." He stops there, wanting not to compel Claudius to tell him anything he would rather not share, but, as he often does, wishing concurrently that they could have met, and been what they are to each other now, sooner.