[ Xingchen is wearing one of Xue Yang's robes, hair also loose and recently brushed, when he steps into the room the other two are in when he hears an unfamiliar voice.
He's just as willing, now, to do pretty much anything if it means staying with his husband. Even this. He studies the unfamiliar figure, curious as he walks to his husband's side. He bows politely, arms moving up to cup hands level to his chest. ]
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He's just as willing, now, to do pretty much anything if it means staying with his husband. Even this. He studies the unfamiliar figure, curious as he walks to his husband's side. He bows politely, arms moving up to cup hands level to his chest. ]
Welcome. I am Xiao Xingchen.