[ The stand is livelier than on most nights, with many of those taking risks in the underground now slinking out in search of repose and a warm meal, well they're not alone. Yet despite the noise around them, it almost feels as silent as the stillness that falls between them.

He doesn't need that sinister leer to know he has struck a nerve. Not everyone can take a joke.

Xingqiu looks up through lashes, a pretty face will get him nowhere here nor any polished manners which were dropped in favor of taking that light jab. He doesn't mirror the sneer, instead, he offers an airy smile. ]

Then shall we hope to never cross paths again? For my sake of course.

But you know, nothing is more unattractive than a man without a capacity for humor.

[ Those would be his parting words. He's done eating anyway. ]