[ A good plan, Yingxing tells him, and honestly he's not really sure how it's any good, thought up in the midst of his panic, but he'll accept the compliment all the same, and he appreciates how Yingxing takes the idea, builds on it, turns it into a proper plan of action.

He offers the older man a small, shaky smile, more than grateful for the way he's helping to calm him down, and when Yingxing says he'll head to the pharmacy while Dan Heng eats, he nods. As much as he doesn't want to be separated from the other right now, he knows that it's what's best, so...

Ah, and... speaking of cleaning up... as they stand up, glowing eyes flick back to the mess they've made, memory surfacing once again now that the worst of the panic is over. ]

By the way, I... last night, before you came upstairs, I... I needed more of your scent, so. [ He sighs, cheeks pink and expression apologetic. ] There's a bunch of your clothes in here too. If we've ruined anything beyond cleaning, I'll pay for replacements.

[ He offers him a small, wry smile. ]

I told you I was thinking about you.