[While Lan Xichen arranges himself and recovers from his surprise nap, A-Zhan races along Grace's wings, jumping from the backs and to her shoulders again as it apparently celebrates its other companion rising from the dead.]

Heavy. I apologize. I didn't mean to spend my time here sleeping. Ah-

[As he gets up and brushes down his robes, he realizes the squirrel is running all over Grace like it owns her.]

A-Zhan, what are you doing? Stop that.

[He goes over to the table and puts out his hand and the little squirrel leaps and glides over to him, spinning around in his palm a few times before settling in to groom itself. Lan Xichen sighs with soft resignation.]

I think he is bored because I have been busy lately. He's acting out.