He's patient and walks with Hanguang Jun as he browses through the wares, not sure why he would take the time to actually go shopping. His experience had been that Hanguang Jun has a set idea of what he wants and buys it. He politely refuses a few of the trinkets. But then there's a butterfly made of some sort of material that was more organic...not quite like the reed butterflies he had at home...but similar. He holds onto this one and looks up when Hanguang Jun speaks.

Sizhui nods slowly.

"I do. The guqin is in my room. I didn't want it to be taken away just yet so I've left it there for safe keeping."