"A-Yao..." Xichen's eyes close for a moment as he considers what to say. "I hadn't realized it had that much of an effect on you." His thumb rubs over the back of Guangyao's hand as he glances at Mingjue for a moment before looking back down at his food.

"...Maybe some time to adjust to all of this would benefit you? Away from the demands people make on you?" The demands they might make on him.