[ For his part, Jiang Cheng is existing on the fringes of this celebration, too curious about the local take on the lunar new year not to have a glance but too full of dignity and rage (but more rage than dignity if we're honest) to actually partake in anything. He has a champagne flute (untouched) in one hand and a mooncake (with a single bite sampled) in the other, just watching the chaos unfold, when— ]
Jin Zixuan?
[ ...in revealing western outfit that, hm, nonetheless appears to suit his frame. At least he's not laughing, Zixuan. Yet. He approches instead, passing his mooncake over to his opposite hand so he's able to try to lead Zixuan from the chaos. ]
It's not every day we see you out of sect robes. [ He's not going to laugh he's not going to laugh he's not going to— ] I'll presume, then, that you're settling in well?
[ Jiang Cheng chokes a little on his last words in what is definitely not a laugh. ]
say cheese b bc this is exactly who you want to see you like this right
Jin Zixuan?
[ ...in revealing western outfit that, hm, nonetheless appears to suit his frame. At least he's not laughing, Zixuan. Yet. He approches instead, passing his mooncake over to his opposite hand so he's able to try to lead Zixuan from the chaos. ]
It's not every day we see you out of sect robes. [ He's not going to laugh he's not going to laugh he's not going to— ] I'll presume, then, that you're settling in well?
[ Jiang Cheng chokes a little on his last words in what is definitely not a laugh. ]