[Having the contact and warmth quiets some of his desperation and Lan Xichen cradles the cup, obediently following her lead and sitting in a chair to receive the drink properly. Still scattered and not behaving as he should, he lowers his eyes, realizing he should have approached everything in respectful time and with manners first, not rushing to her like a child would. He has the presence of mind to at least be embarrassed for himself, although part of that comes from relief at hearing her say that.]

Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't ask if I was interrupting you. And I should have waited. I don't have a gift... I hope you will forgive me for all of this.