"Xichen," Mingjue says in greeting. He remains leaning against the wall. The blush on both of them just makes him want a taste. "A-Yao."

He shows absolutely zero shame for having interrupted what looked to be a very pleasant time. Only a dark gaze with a slightly-furrowed brow and all of his focus pointed directly at the two of them.

"I do," he answers A-Yao evenly. "And I might." There's a bit of bite to his words, though it's not quite directed at them. "First—is this something the island made you two do?" He pins each of them with a look that demands the truth out of them.