The dismay is still there, though he tries to rein it in. He's relatively sure - relatively - that Wei Ying would not be able to laugh like that, if Lan Zhan had truly told him anything. But he didn't know.

Why did he have to give in to impulse again?

He turned his head, looking away.

"We should ascertain our positions," he murmured, trying to change the subject. "The lodging assignments given on arrival. You received one?"