"All right..." Sizhui's looks down at his lap hopelessly. His heartbeat quickens the moment his soft lips touched on his neck. There's confusion as to what just happened in that brief moment. The initial reaction is panic. Keeping himself as calm and collected as he could, his expression impassive as he looks into his eyes. For a moment, Sizhui is very...distracted and unfocused. This never happened to him before. What should he do? This situation isn't something he could ask Hanguang-Jun for advice, wanting to preserve honor and dignity.

In reaction, he touched the side of his neck protectively as he stares at Jin Ling. "..." Not certain how he should and react. He's more concerned for his friend. He doesn't connect to any thought of affection other than perhaps reaching the conclusion through logic that Jin Ling is playing a game and is experimenting with him.

Keeping himself steady, a deep inhale as he contemplates and gathering his thoughts. Courage, he needs it. Gently, "Master Jin, we're friends. Always. Back home and in this world."

Find his inner strength to force a smile, he reaches over to hold his hand. "I am here, by your side. Today is a long day. If you're not tired, then perhaps do you want to play a game?"