Shen Yuan allows himself to be cuddled, glad of it both because it's nice and because it means he doesn't have to look at Magnus while he talks about this. He knows he's not really sixteen, but the cognitive dissonance is easier when he's cuddled into him like this and can't see his face. "Those zombies were gross," he says, "and I cut the sleeve off my date outfit to bind up Sagramore's shoulder, so I was kind of looking a wreck, but I, like. Really like Binghe, obviously. So we just kept hanging out while also taking baths." He sits up, a little. "And it really was mostly innocent. Way more innocent than I expected, actually, but I think maybe Binghe is trying to figure out, like. Not living in erotica world anymore?"