The level of palpable fluster increases dramatically, and Lan Wangji is a little lost as to what he did to make it so. He feels a little awkward as a result, if he were a lesser Lan he would be clearing his throat and shifting on his feet. As it is he just blinks with a sizeable amount of patience.

She seems nervous, so he tries to relax and smile as best he can. Mostly visible in his eyes, rather than his mouth. There are no stupid questions she can ask, only gain new knowledge. Or perhaps she changed her mind? He wouldn't mind that either, he knows he is a newer Wangji than the others. Then she asks, and it is none of those things.

Wangji huffs in equal parts amusement and relief, and nods.
"I do not mind a piggy back, though I will warn you I have not given one since my great grand-children were small."

He's probably a little out of practise, if there is even a technique to a piggyback? He walks a step ahead and then kneels down in the universal 'Hop on' position. He doesn't even have to think about it really, she's small and light enough that she wouldn't even cause a strain on one arm. Another bonus is he isn't wearing robes, so he won't have to worry about grass stains on white cotton.

"When you are ready." He murmurs.