It's a nice touch, which shouldn't surprise Wen Kexing at this stage, but still does. He's theoretically gotten more used to being treated like a person, but kindness and definitely interest are foreign to him. He ends up looking at his own hand as if he's surprised that those fingers would explore so earnestly. Despite himself, he can't hold back a bemused smile. This isn't bad at all.

And he has clever hands. Even if the contact is brief, Wen Kexing has grown up with the worst criminals and most experienced deceivers the world spat out. He can tell at the very least that this man knows his work, more than just tossing darts and playing to crowds. Although, thinking about it, he is skilled at that too. He's happy to follow after Jesper, walking at his side like a good companion, one step behind.

"I have no fan and you have no gun. Of course I'm worried. What if something happens?" He speaks with high spirits, letting the flirtation bleed from his tone into the amusement of his gaze. "Even if you are the most dangerous person in this kingdom, there's always a chance you might fall prey to something terrible. What if the other soldiers get jealous and try to damage your good looks? I'm a sensitive creature. Now that I've seen you, I'd mourn for many days if anything should happen to such a nice view."