Oh, well, then. Mingjue rumbled in agreement with A-Yao. "Lans," he huffed, following him to Xichen's side.

As A-Yao sat on one side of Xichen, Mingjue took up residence on his other side, sidling close to share warmth and reassurance. Naked reassurance, certainly, but reassurance nevertheless. "I'm the one who interrupted you two," Mingjue said, lifting a hand to ghost gentle fingers down Xichen's jaw to get him to look his way. "A-Yao has the right idea. You've no reason to be sorry."

He slanted a glance at A-Yao after he spoke to add, "We can stop. Or we can pause for you to kiss me, since I want to and haven't and you look like you need one or two from each of us."