[Tactile person that Huaisang is, the arms around his waist feel rather pleasant and he smiles a bit as Jin Guangyao rests his chin on his shoulder, reaching up to briefly touch his cheek with his uninjured arm. He listens to the explanation, balancing carefully on the sword as they fly through the air. He looks down at the lay of the island below, trying to mentally map out what he can before the Unclean Realm comes into view.]

It looks so empty now. The air is different somehow...

[He murmurs, a little unsure of how he feels about that. It's surely much too big from a handful of cultivators to defend, even one who's powerful. The walls and roofs seem intact though and that's what's most important so he relaxes a little bit.]

Xiao Xingchen, huh? I've heard he does good deeds. Da Ge had dealings with him once. I think it was over that criminal.

[Not that Huaisang had paid especially close attention to it. He'd had other things on his mind like his hobbies, when Jin Guangyao's next visit would be and what he should wear for it, or whether he was going to die by the end of saber practice that day. When they land in the courtyard, Huaisang caresses Jin Guangyao's cheek once more before stepping off the sword onto the courtyard tile.]

Thank you, San Ge.

[Huaisang turns and offers the other man his good hand to help him down.]