[ The flustered alarm in the other man brings about his own calmness, a habit from so many years taking care of his sect. Panic in another has Xichen's nerves settling and his rationality taking over. ]

Does it? Thank you. I can help the young master, if he would like? I have some hair oil with me.

[ He has a small jar of it in a fist and reveals it, smiling as reassuringly as he can. ]

I used to style my little brother's hair all the time, I'm quite good.