How odd, to have a sudden pang of jealousy that Jiang Cheng's far more well-versed with such things; they didn't know each other before so it makes sense why he has more experience. Even weirder is the fact Sizhui thinks the envy stems not from Jiang Cheng knowing things, but other people getting to experience them rather than himself. (Until now, anyway.)

He makes a soft noise of understanding, does as he's told, taking small sips between resting his head against Jiang Cheng's shoulder and blinking slowly to clear the dazedness.