[ That bow says it all and Jin Guangyao feels his heart sink. Polite, too polite. He quickly sinks his teeth into the inside of his lip, making sure that this isn't just a nightmare he's experiencing right now. ]

No, please don't do that .... [ It's quiet, murmured, matching the dismay that Jin Guangyao just can't seem to hide in his eyes as he shakes his head. ]

I have not been here long either and I am still working on finding my bearings. [ What should he do? Ask? Try to find out some other way, or simply ignore it in the hope that things mysteriously vanished?? Each path had it's own merit but it's only because of who the man in front of him is that Jin Guangyao opts for the quickest one, this time managing to school his expression in it's usual, polite form. ] What is the last thing from home you remember, Er-Ge?