Xunxian looks up at the young voice complimenting him, and recognizes the face from their trek back from the salt mines, inclining his head in thanks with a smile that matches, or possibly outshines, those of the employees working around.

"Thank you. It seems it is then fitting for a place where beauties reside," loud enough for people to hear. He has picked out enough to know that they should not stand out too much.

Then, more quietly, "all warmed up?"