On the willows there, we hung up our lyres

After his own conversation with Magnus, Lan Wangji doesn't think that likely, but he doesn't say so. If Galahad was afraid, there was a reason for it. He lifts one hand so that he can use his own sleeve to wipe Galahad's tears instead; there is considerably more fabric, and it is soft and silky. He did exactly this for Claudius when Claudius was a child. "Did he find him?"