[ He's gotten used to some of the wealth disparity between them, doesn't protest if Lan Zhan buys him things or picks up the tab after meals, but the idea of existing purely on the largess of someone else bothers him more than he cares to admit. ] I'll have a gallery one day and you aren't allowed to buy everything. Only one or two. At most. And you know you can ask for my photos any time you want to see them, and I'd gladly give you prints to put up.

[ He isn't going to deny that opportunity to Lan Zhan, if his friend is that determined. ] And I know that one was a good photo. Just. [ He shakes his head. ] If something is terrible, you have to tell me.

[ He breathes out, a slight huff, then shakes his head. ] No. It would be ridiculous and I have plans for that money, so you're stuck with it. [ A grin, and then: ] Just like you're stuck with me still.