[perhaps some of this and a little bit of that, but it seems most likely it's because lan sizhui is such a bright sunspot, he's impossible to not want to be around. where it's this way for jason, the same goes for sizhui in his case; everyone living inside or visiting every so often is great, but jason's the one who makes him laugh, joke and talk so casually. if he closes his eyes, it's almost like being home and bantering with his best friend, these things just come naturally with jason. he doesn't mind brightening jason's day at all, especially when he gets the same in return. (and the others may not understand why, so he's one-hundred-percent fine keeping it between them.)

he's very keen-eyed himself as jason's watching, his own gaze never wavering from the other man's slouching, even when he reaches for the bookmark near his knee and slides it between the pages. afterward, he closes the book between both hands, twists it about, eventually balancing the front cover on his fingertips.]

I think so too, although I'm winning him over with extra treats, slowly but surely. [mostly with whatever extra meat comes from the food alfred makes, being he's still trying his best to stick with his vegetarian diet. just like back home, however, he does his best to not be picky about what he's given.

sizhui grins following jason's smirk, the tips of his ears blushing faintly, even if that doesn't deter him.] Of course you are. [sometimes, it feels like you're the only one who wants to see me, he thinks, expression faltering somewhat, but he's quick to correct whenever jason's head tilts further in his direction.] What, talking to the dog or reading? [he rotates the novel again, taking it between his fingers and setting it aside, then he adjusts his position to be sitting cross-legged on the couch, both hands turned palms up on his thighs.] Actually, regardless, the answer is ‘yes’.