Lan Wangji does not bother waiting for the keys, lifting a hand as much as he can to push through a talisman to unlock the door for him. He should ward their house, he thinks, as he walks through and looks for the nearest soft surface.

He has willed himself steady and strong and held nearly perfectly together until he can be assured that Klaus is truly okay. Only his red eyes and white knuckled grip on Klaus's long limbs could give him away.

"Are you in pain?" he asks, voice hoarse as he looks around for their lounging room. "I can heal you more. I can fix it."