"Hey, Sizhui." Jin Ling sits up calmly, ruffling Fairy's ears as he leans to put the ice cream container out of the way on the table. "I'm fine. I still can't access my golden core, but it's not a big deal." It doesn't occur to him that Sizhui doesn't already know this information. Without Jin Ling's empathy, only his own experiences seem interesting or important to him. "And Hanguang-Jun found my sword, so everything's fine."

He shrugs, gazing emotionlessly at his friend. Sizhui is sitting close, and Jin Ling knows that physical contact is pleasant and it's something that Sizhui has allowed before, so he doesn't even think before he slips his arms around Sizhui's waist and rests his head on his friend's shoulder, cuddling close as his attention returns to the television screen.