[ He huffs and grumbles and rolls his eyes at his sister's teasing compliment for his tea - and yet he also blushes, childishly pleased even by praise given in teasing.

But then she is making an earnest request before he can throw himself into another round of fussing about nothing, and his mood sobers again.

He gives her good arm a gentle, reassuring squeeze and nods. ] Of course! I'll tell him. I'm going to tell him right away. I left my journal in our room, I'll just... If you will be alright remaining by yourself for a moment.

[ He is already walking away to do as he is bid, though he lingers in the door for another moment of uncertainty. But going to his room while he talks to Wei Wuxian actually sounds very appealing - he knows already there is no way he will be able to hold it together while he explains what happened. ]