[ Confirming he's on his way, he feels oddly underdressed going to meet his friends who know the proper way to dress; no one else seems to care, making Xichen forget he's going to be sitting without anything on his lap. Not bare legs, but yikes. Trousers alone feel very ... illicit.
While fretting on decorum, he makes it to the right door and knocks in less than ten minutes. ]
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While fretting on decorum, he makes it to the right door and knocks in less than ten minutes. ]