Wangji does not shuffled under that scrutiny. He has suffered far worse before and now that they travel like this on the train, he is likely to again. He meets the gaze with one that yields little until Elidibus starts talking about the land, and Lan Wangji is enthralled.

"No, I had noticed that it took a longer time to restore any energy from before." He murmurs, apocalypse is a good word for the floating mess the villagers are living here.
"It is truly a hostile place for the energy of any kind that visit." He listens to the rest of Elidibus's little musing on planets with burgeoning wills, he's completely blank about the idea of a world having much sentience.
"What exactly do you mean by 'will'? Does it wish to harm us?"