"Yes," he agrees, looking a bit embarrassed. "Forgive me, I got away from myself."

He fusses around, the space already clean but surely he can somehow make it cleaner, right? And then he gestures for Xichen to come to the side of the room he dedicates to his drawing, the lighting better there.

"Here, come sit. I can start here. Forgive me, it's a bit cluttered..."

There's a couple sketches in a pile on the low desk. Such a mess, such clutter!