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Lan was contemplating her own arrangement. Something was off. One thing likely, one small thing was off and she couldn't find it and it was driving her insane. One wrong flower, one stem too long could ruin the whole thing and she refused anything short of perfect. She was half tempted to just start over, or mess it all up and then try to fix that. Immaturity, she'd find her mistake. Fix it, and then- A small leaf she plucked it, leaned back and-

No. No she'd just made it worse. She'd been too hasty in her decision. But- there it was, the discolored stem that was ruining the whole thing. Quickly removing it, replacing it and then altering the section just so. A slow spin and a small smile formed on her face. yes, much better. This was perfect. Per- a grunt, gold eyes snapped to the source of the noise. A horsewoman, her flowers in.. disarray. She looked to be struggling as well. A thin line formed on her lips. This would not do. A conquestian horsewoman needed to learn such skills. Looking to her own -clearly perfect flowers-, Lan took it upon herself to 'help'. "Try removing it and putting it back in."

A sigh, it almost felt hopeless. Almost. The art was just that, an art, and no one could be expected to be good at it right out of the gate. No, it would take time. And... in Ying's case a bit of effort in trying to understand. "See how it stands upright, forming a line with the others? It should look more natural. Tilt it just to the side and-" Well it looked better. There were other flaws to Lan but if she fixed them all? How would Ying learn?

"See if you can't break up the lines and make it a more circular pattern? Ah- no." Lan tapped her chin. "Think of it like drapery. It must flow rather than hang?" Lan, who had never really sewn in her life.

A small smile, the noble reached out, replacing a yellow flower with a white one and having it just shorter than the blue. A little less color similarity. Lan never asked to help. She simply did. Rude noble was just another noble. "I have been doing well. A bit shaken over a few recent events, but nothing I cannot overcome. Really, just paltry things you know. This and that." Like emotional roller coasters and the whole insanity house. She was dealing with it like a champ.

Or so she told herself.

"And really?" Gold eyes lit up at the mention of her robe. "Wonderful. As normal, I'll throw in something extra for the detail work. Hrm." Lan looked back to the flowers. "Better. But how are you and your brother? Adapting well to this.. 'lost' clan?"

Ying was right. Lan had 0 idea what she was going on about when it came to tailoring, aside from ‘yes it will look good and you will look good in it and that color is pretty do you want it yes you do okay.’ As white was replaced with yellow there was a small yet audible sigh as Lan attempted to make it work. Hands fussing in what wasn’t her’s to fuss with. Organic yet coordinated, it was a delicate art. “Well, as always you have my patronage, and I do tell others that if they must have any work done to go to you and your brother. Really, the only obvious choice if you want quality I tell them. Others? Far sub par.” She bent a blade of grass just so. Leaving the arraignment alone.

“Before and after, you two proved to be some of the most skilled, and you were always getting better as well. One day I am willing to bed a few tokens you will design the emperor’s robe’s.” This a hushed whisper paired with a very hidden smile. She did think fondly of the twins, and the idea of her cousin, as much as he somewhat terrified her, to one day take the title he was born to do.. It was a nice thought.

Gossip was greeted with a open smirk. “Oh? See-“ She giggled, whispering back, “-I don’t mind them so long as I don’t have to smell them. Their males all.. so keen to showing off just why their fighters are so renowned you know?” Another giggle.

Lan liked certain things. And what she saw time to time, she liked.

Lan smirked. Ying was really quite adorable with how she didn't think her skills worth. "You do yourself a disservice Ying. You are skilled, and it's nothing to be ashamed of." Returning to her own flowers, Lan removed one stem before altering it to a new location.

Her smirk however got a little more sinister. "So you have seen them then?" A tap to Ying's shoulder. "You can tell me, I won't say anything to anyone."

The grin only widened. "Nothing saying a lady cannot look and admire what FEAR provides." Poking Ying in the shoulder Lan pressed. "Sooooo, who have you seen that has caught your eye? HmmmmMMMMmmmm?"

"你太可愛了。" Lan giggled behind her hand, before reaching over to her own vase, bending a stem of a leaf now that she noticed a small flaw. "I see though. No one? I guess that means I might have to ask Jing." Not that he'd tell her anything.

"Perhaps I need to ask around to find the stallion who's gotten your attention. Or is it stallions?" A fan pulled from her sleeve, Lan covered her face. She was trying to hide her teasing smile, but it was near moot at this point.

"I can't leave you alone anyway. Who would I ask for when I need a new dress that would outshine all others after all?"