There is no greater joy, I think, than pride in a student's path.

[He's still going to bug you for pictures, sir. At least they're almost out of the treeline...

He chuckles as his broom is summoned, taking a seat on it idly to float alongside Jing Yuan. No need, nowhere to go, but if Jing Yuan was going to pry at his choice of appearances, he couldn't help fall into the dramatic for a moment, one leg crossed over the other, the jet black and gold of the broom a start contract to the stark white he now wears, tapping a finger to his own lips in mock thought.]

Mm.... it just makes me wonder if you haven't quite made up your mind, dear General. First you say I'm not considering my intention, and then you say my intention is for mischief? Tsk.

Should I be offended? Or maybe... it's simply a good deal of fun, to see you be a little bashful for once?