Wen Ning bows to the man again, already feeling more comfortable about things knowing there were those around he knew. He can't help but thank him, even if Lan Wangji would prefer otherwise.

At the very least, this keeps him from dallying around outside the train for too long. He heads inside the rather frightening mode of transport with much more confidence, ready to find his bunk so he can toss his bag onto it. He's barely even checked to see what's in it.