There is really no other way to describe the little guest bedroom that Lan Xichen wakes within other than 'babushka-core.' (Not that such a description will mean much to him, but still.) The little townhouse cottage has been Jin Guangyao's home since the end of February, and he likely could have chosen to modernize the interior a touch since taking ownership over the property from the previous owners. But interior décor has not been his priority... and both Grady and Iggy seemed to enjoy it. Hence, it has stayed.

Jin Guangyao has pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and is quietly perusing a book of Rubean poetry while waiting for Lan Xichen to awaken. The second he stirs, he quickly closes the book and sets it aside, then fixes Lan Xichen with an expression at once filled with joy and warmth, and no shortage of restrained outrage.

"You very nearly did go mad." He shakes his head, incredulous. "Er-ge, the Void will drive you out of your mind if you venture into it."

He turns and reaches for a little clay pot positioned on the bedside table, picks it up, and pours a portion of its fragrant contents into a cup. Then he turns and offers the cup to Lan Xichen, his soft brow bent into a surprisingly stern frown. He doesn't have to say 'drink' for the message to be clear.