Jingyi grins and bows to Wuxian before hurrying out to be with his friends. Having a treat might soften the blow a little, he hopes.

He leaves the library and without bothering to say a word, he immediately wraps his arms around Yuan and Zizhen both. "Did you hear all of that?" He asks after a couple moments, finally drawing back.

"Zizhen, he has something he's making to help Jin Ling heal. I know there's a messenger, but what if you took it back to them? You could get there faster if you rode your sword." Was it too far? He didn't know. He hates sending Zizhen out into the world alone, but he needed to trust his abilities.