Jiang Cheng gestures in the direction he left his clothes neatly folded on a pier near where he starts his patrols in the morning and then immediately heads off that way as though he can physically leave behind his crippling embarrassment. His entire face is still aflame, close to feverish, and he can't tell if Xichen is trying spare what little is left of his dignity (if he ever had any to begin with, Lan Wangji might contest) or if he actually means any of the words he says.

"Most of the day. It seems as though every few hours there is someone in need of rescue." Which is definitely strange for such a place, as it's geographically very similar to Yunmeng and yet Jiang Cheng's childhood memories are not plagued with constant near drownings. However, Jiang Cheng doesn't seem to be dwelling on that bit of trivia, too smitten with the notion of being needed.