Halfway to relaxing and zoning out by the time there's significantly different movement from a pouty, huffy Jin Guangyao, his eyes widen and he looks down at his hands. Understanding comes a moment later with a small, indulgent smile.

"Alright." Drawing a person is already hard enough. But, "Where should I put them?"

He could just tug his sleeves down and not give Jin Guangyao too much power, and yet. When he glances over, his lashes are lowered from relaxing in the same posture for so long and his smile is serene, close to trusting without losing any awareness of what he's doing.

"You choose."