"I was busy." Wangji insisted firmly yet politely and looked up from his desk where he was writing. He figured that this was not an option social encounter so he closed his book and neatly set it aside before turning around in his chair and looked at Tian. He hadn't had a full conversation with Tian in around 5 or 6 years so he wasn't entirely sure why he was here or what he wanted from him.

And Tian didn't look overly comfortable either. Strange.

"I'm unsure why you're here." Well, why lie? He couldn't help being blunt. That was who he was. And besides, it was strange. No one visited him.