[ Jing Yuan approaches, adorned in something far more casual than his usual attire. Loose fitting white robes, with a darker sort underneath; one might presume fits far more for something inclined towards bed-time.
He yawns a little, but turns his attention towards Mika with a little half-smile. ]
Ah, good evening, Mika. Did you wish to speak with me about something?
[ He will step back if the other desires to enter his room. ]
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He yawns a little, but turns his attention towards Mika with a little half-smile. ]
Ah, good evening, Mika. Did you wish to speak with me about something?
[ He will step back if the other desires to enter his room. ]