"It seems that even the train did not know it was a falsehood," Xichen says with the same smile painting his features. They can ask, but if the train is unable to answer then they will be lost again.

He moves over, making more room for his brother to settle comfortably. "I did." He had gone back, hoping to make right of the mess he left behind.

"You, a-Yuan.. both in need of tending to as you heal." The truth, a painful admission. Back home, Lan Xichen's body lays in rest as his brother heals from punishment and his nephew is left without a parental figure once again -- even if it is a stand-in for the time being.