Lan Wangji nods, accepting this. He has rarely met a new arrival who was not distressed to some extent, Sagramore being the obvious exception. He has already thanked Dionysus for his help, so he doesn't bother repeating himself, but he dips into another precise bow out of respect for his divinity and for his willingness to bolster the mansion through the season. Then, having seen what he needs to see here -- that is to say, very little -- he is gone in a flutter of white robes, to reconvene with his husband regarding his hunting efforts.