Xiao Xingchen follows, gracefully avoiding the other tables and chairs without even breaking his stride. Where Wei Wuxian stops, Xiao Xingchen brushes his fingertips against the table's edge, knowing where to take a seat from that.

On the table is a menu of the types of teas offered, as well as some other snacks.

"I'll take care of the bill. Please, order whatever you like."

As gratitude for helping him, out of courtesy for suggesting this place, as well as the fact that Xiao Xingchen has more Chroma than he could ever know what to do with.

"It has been some time since we last met. And under such... unusual circumstances. But I suppose the unusual is usual here."