Of all the things dead-set on ruining their night, Jingyi should've expected it'd be a monster, but what he hadn't anticipated was how strong it is; the sheer energy alone like a massive weight settling around them and had Wen Sizhui not thought of it first, he was going to suggest that they hightail it outta there. Another unexpected thing is ending up amongst the bushes with his hunting partner protectively pitched over him, both too close and still not near enough for Lan Jingyi's liking. He's pretty sure he's holding his breath the entire time they wait too, which thank the Gods, whatever creature has crept into their vicinity decides moving on is a better idea and allows him to exhale. For as long as he can remember, ever since meeting the other boy, he's found himself attracted to him, though couldn't ever outrightly say so without feeling foolish.

Surely Sizhui can't be distracted by such things, let alone when it means he's tangled up with a Lan, it doesn't mean Jingyi is any less hopeful he might stand a chance.

Why isn't he surprised whenever it starts raining on top of their already mostly ruined night? (Not entirely though, he did just have Sizhui leaning over him, after all!) He clambers upright with his friend's help, lifting the free hand and positioning his arm just right so the long sleeve covers his head. “Lead the way, then.”

Not like he needs to say it, to be fair, since Sizhui clutches his hand and begins leading the way almost immediately afterward.