"I can make it," Shen Yuan says firmly. Just because he's not up for flying yet doesn't mean he's completely helpless. "But thank you for offering," he adds, not wanting to appear rude or ungrateful.

He gathers up the skirt of his robe with in hand, eyeing the distance before closing his eyes and taking a moment to center himself. He takes a deep breath, lets it out -- and darts forward, pushing himself off the platform with a great leap.

If he'd still been Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu, none of that preparation would have been necessary. Indeed, jumping such a small distance would have been as easy as walking from one end of his house to the other. As he is now, he's just glad he doesn't fall short or stumble when he lands.

He quickly moves away from the edge of the platform, making room for Lan Xichen and turning to wave him over with a cheeky grin.