"Zewu-Jun..." he is struck dumb; he hadn't expected to be met with him right off the bat. Meng Yao bows immediately, cautiously straightening before he follows the man inside. The chill of unease increases when he sees Jin Ling.

As much as he wants to show both of them affection, he knows it isn't welcome. Not here, not now.

He kneels at the table across from Jin Ling, expression pained.

"You both look well." and that does set some of his concerns at ease.