Huaisang has always dealt in shadows, so this new approach still needs some refinement. To be direct without revealing too much, to welcome the other in and to knock down whatever defenses he has. All the hesitation - the polite mannerisms they had never upheld between them.

"Xichen-ge, is being so formal." His frown is genuine, the way his amber eyes narrow in thought. "How long has it been since Da-ge died for you?"