[Jin Guangyao's smile is warm in return, watching Myr's every little movement even as the last of his hypnotic magic fades, no longer tickling the forks of his tongue.

All seems well enough, so far. Normal, like nothing at all had happened. Lan Xichen hadn't recalled it when he'd lulled him to sleep some months ago either.]

Perhaps one of these days I will.

Ah, but I've kept you long enough, dwelling on such dreary things, haven't I? Besides which, I'm afraid I do have to attend to work soon, so I should be on my way.

[It would be nice to linger longer, to be sure of everything. But he would also rather not be seen too close by, were any of Myr's Bonded to come home right about now, in case something seemed odd. Small visits, that seemed ideal.]