It's Jiang Cheng's expression that burns away the alcohol, that leaves the First Jade of Lan feeling cold and as if the alcohol is gone from his system. It is a sobering thing, to see the other man square himself as if ready to take a blow and sparks of anger in his gaze.

He wonders, if he flicks his gaze away, if purple sparks dance around his hand.

"It is too bold and not how I wished to make my affections known, Jiang Cheng," he does not step back, does not let himself look hesitant. The regret he holds if for the manner that this unfolded, that the alcohol swayed him into behavior so unbecoming. Not the emotion, not what he feels, though he is uncertain how the man before him feels and where this takes them next. "I realize that it has been only two weeks since your arrival but they have been my happiest. You are no obligation to say anything at all."