It's so strange to be in a place that feels lived in. As indicated by his sparse belongings, Ouyang didn't care much for anything beyond the necessities. Even in his homeland, he kept his household as minimal as possible. There was also the awkward fact that he had been among some of the slaves assigned to his household before he reached his rank.

Ouyang smiles warmly at Mingye, nodding and leaning in to accept the kiss. That same smile graces Runyu before their lips meet, too. Such a warm welcome, how could he not feel like he belonged with these men?

At Runyu's offer, he pulls the length of his hair over his shoulder to make the fastens more accessible. Even in pulled up in a topknot, his hair hangs well below his waist. Before he begins to help (as he won't just leave Runyu to divest him), he reaches out to brush his fingers lightly along Mingye's arm. He already feels at home.

"Thank you. I hope it will not be in the way."