[Reassured that his guest will be in no discomfort--and maybe, maybe eased along by a hint of magic--Myr takes his own seat on the bench with a leg tucked beneath him in a way that looks frankly uncomfortable.]

It's to do with the Evergreen Circle, [he begins without preamble. Straight to the point, because this has been weighing on him and he wants beyond hope to justify his trust in Jin Guangyao.

But that requires evidence.] I'd overheard you mention the names of some of your countrymen to them, as potentially interested--converts--for the Circle's teachings.

I'd meant to contact them to be sure they were apprised of your plans, [because they must have made plans together, right? ...right?] but you arrived before I could locate them with the watches.

Might I ask what you'd intended with them?