( There is a flash in his gaze, part amusement, part something else. Wen Kexing steps away from the hole in the wall but continues his conversation as though they spare the same space. )

Aiyo, Master Lan, are you concerned for my welfare? I knew I'd win you over eventually!

( Smoke and mirrors, his playful tone widening the distance between himself and the thing pursuing him. He is not certain, yet, he is not entirely sure it is not the remnants of all his other fears lingering. Paranoid, lunacy. It could be. )

It is nothing. I can't blame whoever it is, I am very arresting.