"No need to be rude," he huffs, shutting the door behind them. There's no guarantee their words are safe from the spirits' watchful eyes, reporting their words to the queen, but it's at least a little more private than the hallways.

The bed is more or less clear, and he gestures for Yan Bingyun to have a seat first.

"Ah... where should I start?" he taps his nose a couple times.