She plays for an hour with her eyes closed. Once she feels more settled, her eyes drift open to Wei Ying work as she plays.

Wei Ying is concentrating firmly on the paper she's working on right now, rubbing her nose with her non-pen hand, scribbling out possible variations that might achieve what she's looking for. On the desk beside and underneath that paper are a disorganized mess of other papers, various notes and drafts and so on. 

One paper that's sticking out under her elbow looks more neat and organized than her notes ever are, although that's definitely Wei Ying's handwriting. 

Can Lan Zhan read it from here if she leans slightly closer?

There are three sections, labeled "boy" "girl" and "either." 

Each one has a list of names, written down twice, once with "Lan" in front of it and once with "Wei." 

-- she stops playing, her fingers hovering over the strings. 

"Lan Zhan? Are you okay?" 

"Come here."

She goes there. 

She pulls Wei Ying into her lap and kisses her. "You have been thinking of names."

Kiss!

"Oh! Yeah! I mean, I wasn't assuming the ones I came up with were the only ones we would consider or anything, but it's something I think about every now and then, and jotting down a name on the list doesn't take a lot of time away from talisman development." 

She pets her hair. "Do you have favorites?"

"Wei Pengyun* or Lan Jinghu** for a boy, Lan Lianse,*** Wei Mingyu,**** or Mihua***** with either surname, for a girl."

*(fluffy cloud)
**(mirror lake)
***(lotus-colored)
****(bright jade)
*****(honey flower)

Those are all lovely. Lan Zhan might cry. 

She doesn't; she smiles at Wei Ying. "Beautiful."

"How could I do any less? Our baby needs the best name." She nuzzles Lan Zhan's cheek. One of her hands creeps up to cup Lan Zhan's belly. 

She rests her head half against Lan Zhan's head half on her shoulder and wraps the other arm around Lan Zhan's waist. She shouldn't slack off but she can think about talisman-related things now and write them down later. 

Lan Zhan will try not to be distracting, but she really feels like being distracting right now. Is kissing Wei Ying's ear okay?

Well it is certainly distracting, as Wei Ying's sharp intake of breath and arms tightening around Lan Zhan demonstrate. 

Then maybe she should stop?

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh. Probably. Yes. Wei Ying wiggles discontentedly and sighs and gets up to go back to her work. 

Lan Zhan will just sit here and imagine kissing Wei Ying some more, then.

Occasionally Wei Ying glances over and bites her lip and then goes resolutely back to furiously scribbling. 

If Lan Zhan were any less Herself, she might be squirming right now. Fortunately she can restrain herself to sitting very still and watching Wei Ying through lidded eyes as her ears turn increasingly pink.

Eventually Wei Ying puts down her brush and stretches and looks over with a half-smile half-smirk. 

"I am absolutely out of ideas at the moment, I shall just have to do something else until I'm unblocked." 

Whatever Shall She Do.