[ Jin Ling can't help but smirk a little at Jingyi's form, but that smirk disappeared when Sizhui explains what he's wearing. ]

Wen? Seriously? What the hell kind of game is this thing playing.

I say we get back in the damn booth and redo it until we find something we--

[ He stops dead when Zizhen approaches, and then turns beet read when addressed as Maiden. ]

I'm not a maiden! [ He definitely looks like one. ] I'm Jin Ling! It's just this weird booth. You should try it with us, maybe it'll give us better faces this time!

Sizhui didn't even get a proper face. I think this thing is just trying to mock me.