Shen Qingqiu blinks and turns his eyes to the doorway, and then blinks again. Who is that? Is he real? Did the Mansion conjure him as, like, hey, you're gay now, here's a guy who looks like he just stepped out of one of those BBC ahistorical miniseries' where everyone is wildly hot for no reason, even though in real life they'd be unwashed and probably missing teeth and stuff, and anyway what group of irl friends is all that hot, what are they, shallow or something, they only hang out with models??

No, he reminds himself, he's in the weird interdimensional mansion that is apparently home now. People just—show up. Massively hot people included. Obliging of this one to show up just as Shen Qingqiu turned gay and was in need of him.

"Hello," he says. "You're new." He lets himself look the newcomer up and down, really notice his hotness, and there's a sort of thrill just to that. It must be what the pollen wants him to do. He raises his eyes to his face again, smiling slightly. "I'd remember."