He would hope not. It would be bad if he was left wanting, but the other wouldn't do that to him.

Kexing leans into Zishu and reaches to take his free hand, threading their fingers together. The words, however, are ones that he expected the moment he mentioned Scorpion. Words that get a soft smile out of him.

"A-Xu, he won't touch me. If he tries, I have my fan." He wasn't afraid to use his war fan if it was truly needed.