It was the best kind of helping! It was awful for his reputation and he wasn't going to be able to look certain people in the eye for a while but to have someone, anyone, not just see him for his supposedly boorish and accept him- no appreciate him? He doesn't even know where to begin to process that. It was kind of terrifying and wonderful all at once. He knew he needed to focus on more important things, but it was difficult to do so with how firmly Huaisang was sitting against his crotch on this confounded horse.

He breathes a small, relieved laugh at the answer. He doesn't have anything to worry about. There was no resentment here. They were friends.. who had sex. He wasn't sure what that meant exactly, but he was fairly sure the friends part was clear.

He'd like to keep whispering and teasing Huaisang, but he had to quiet down to concentrate on channeling his spiritual energy. He does end their conversation (after a quick, as subtle as possible glance about) kiss right behind A-Sang's ear.

That's about the time whoever is paying attention (which wouldn't be one of these two) can see smoke up ahead.