Lan Wangji doesn't seem to mind. Or perhaps he doesn't have much care enough in him left. As Wen Ning straightens up, the train stops, and the passengers are getting off, leaving the car with fewer passengers.

To see civilization would probably be a temporary relief from the pain that happened and transpired earlier today. "White city. It's a city in Florida."

Lan Wangji slowly rose, pretending to calm and stoic. "Let's go. My family will be waiting in the city. I'm going to go look for them."