[ he'd take that as a compliment and silently preen with it, really. he frowns a little at Sizhui's apparent drifting attention, a clear sign that he's as tired as he should be.

as soon as he has his friend sitting down, he realizes with a pang that he doesn't know what to do, flounders a little, tries not to trail his eyes after the way Sizhui bends his head, smiles vaguely, even as he settles there. oh... wait he's settling on his bed. that's. an odd feeling and he's not sure he knows what to do with it, so he swallows it down in time to hear what the other says, almost whispers. ]

You... what?

[ he can't help but flush red, feel the warmth spread across his cheeks and he's thankful that Sizhui isn't looking at him at the moment, because he suddenly feels the embarrassment and warmth form goosebumps across his skin. he crosses his arms and turns away to hide his fluster, moving back to his table, trying to school the red down as he settles behind it. ]

...I'm fine, you can see I'm fine. I bet Jingyi is worse off than me, isn't he? [ he's babbling, he knows that, and his voice drops a bit of volume and he tries not to mumble. ] But thanks, I guess. For... mm. The candies. It's... it's appreciated.