Quieter than the afternoon, though both have been pleasant.

[ He leads him to sit down and smoothly (his features remain serene save for a twitch of a happy smile, content with his preparedness that has paid off) produces a basket with their dinner in it, kept hot by the lacquered wood. Xichen starts unloading their meal, searching for the jar of Emperor's Smile he may or may not have had Wangji slip his way when Qiren wasn't around. ]

Please, help yourself! I've been waiting for you. Tell me how your day went.