Huaisang's tries to calm down and just breathe as commanded.

"I don't... I don't know where anything is."

If the puppets had been trying to tell him, Huaisang certainly hadn't been listening. He holds onto Lan Xichen for dear life, burying his face into his robes for a few minutes before finally stepping away.

"We'll have to look around."

And try to dodge the puppets. Who knows how many more of them are around? Or if they're a threat or not.