[ Jing Yuan keeps in mind to discuss another topic with Yamato as well. But, they can discuss that while they're in the kitchen.

He has no idea how many people know about the danger of "promises" here, either way, and by this time, he has certainly learned about it himself. As he agreed with Mika, he will tell others. Also, he doesn't care about dodging the question, bluntly stating: ]

I am.

The other issue is I have no idea what the flavor would taste like within a cake. Working with others is a simple matter, but, if I am to ask for help in this I would rather a slightly familiar face...

[ Jing Yuan's words hover around a sense of awkward...mostly because he can't pretend to be an extrovert on little sleep. He never planned this out either, but he decides to head towards the door immediately, with tea in hand, mind already working a mile a minute. ]

Let's go, shall we?