Ah ah, so scary! Jiang Cheng, isn't your touch going to be too heavy?

( Lightly pressing his hands to his chest again, over the line of his robes crossing over, but he loses the pout and sidles closer after Jiang Cheng stumbles. Being annoying, yes, but not wanting to see Jiang Cheng get any more injured for silly reasons, he can sacrifice... whatever he's sacrificing right now.

He'd say manly pride, but salves are grand, and so here he is, before Jiang Cheng and reaching out to steady him. )

You're not going to paint new bruises on my old bruises, are you?

( It's that pout. It's that pleading pout of a joking expression he gives Jiang Cheng now, lips twitching as they try not to curl up into a smile. )