The hasty reassurance that he's not injured has Wen Qing looking at Wei Wuxian dubiously, quickly glancing over him. There are no visible injuries that she can see, so she relaxes, and reaches out to grab the teapot from him before he can drop anything and shatter the teapot.

"What's the occasion?" she asks, as she looks around for somewhere quiet to sit, possibly away from anyone, although privacy is hard found in this space.