[Eleven follows his gentle urging and settles with a relieved breath. He'd never thought Xie Lian malicious, but it's a comfort to hear that low-lying fear is baseless]

Overnight, usually, for my magic. I should have known it wouldn't be enough.

[Not that he looks terribly broken up about it. He searches Xie Lian's face for.. something- for once, not distracted by his beauty]

Did you feel anything.. different from my magic, at first?

[Something more spiritual, like a quick breath of light before it vanished, meager]