Lan Zhan trails along, keeping step in a way that suggests he is well-accustomed to walking with and in deference to someone taller and more authoritative than he is. He isn't certain what to make of this garden, a slice of the home he has been seeking in the midst of a tall, imposing forest of unfamiliar trees. Uncle would warn him to stay out of these woods, but he would never have seen this startling piece of beauty if he had not ventured through something unknown.

His small hand tightens in Claudius', as though he has found himself at an abrupt precipice and must hold onto something to prevent a steep fall. Perhaps what is found at the bottom will be something good, too, but the uncertainty, and the distance between this place and Gusu, feels treacherous. "Nature is meant to be an example for us," he offers, maintaining a steady voice with a valiant effort.