[ After this, Jing Yuan comes back. He was going to put up an illusion but he decided this might be even better, actually.

Jing Yuan 'prostrates' himself by getting down on one knee because nobody is going to have him flopping completely down his entire body on the floor in a kowtow. But he does go a little further by inclining his head downwards in apparent reverence and deference, even moving his hands to rest upon the floor as he does so. ]

As decreed by the ever so grand and magnificently, yet wise Overlord Solomon who wishes to fervently watch this scene with unrepentant desire, I beseech you, Greater Lord Robin, to as grant me a delectable, alcoholic nectar of your choosing to be tasted upon my tongue.

[ After that, he looks up at Robin, eyes half-open with a lazy smile, and positioned so Solomon can see this, I guess. ]