[ Xichen has the sleeves of his humble blue-and-white robes tied back at the stove, nodding politely to Mo Ran as he makes himself known. He half expected an "I'm here!" but perhaps the promise of food is keeping him well-mannered. ]

I'm glad you could make it, Weiyu. Please take a seat and help yourself to what's left of the buns in the basket on the table, I'm just reheating the noodles and wontons a little.

[ Two plump buns await Mo Ran in the basket keeping them hot. ]

How are you today?