"Oh." Xue Yang exhales and then grins at Xiu's little face, "Hello, lady. Are you keeping Daozhang Xingchen's shoulder nice and warm?"

Her fur must be soft and he is tempted to touch, but sacrificing his good hand doesn't seem smart. Ying meanwhile appears in the shower, splashing at the water puddles. She's almost as wild as Xue Yang - but she definitely has better sense and a kinder heart.

"Choosing to leave doesn't make you invulnerable." he peers up into those sweet dark eyes, "Am I awful company?"