"No," he mumbles. "I tell him to go back to sleep and he never listens. He needs to sleep."

This is vitally important. Lan Zhan needs sleep! He's slept on a cold cave floor for three years because of what Wei Wuxian did, and -- oh, no, he's certain the blur in his eyes isn't all the alcohol's doing anymore. They were having such a nice time and now he's ruining things, again.