Casting long golden beams across the stone courtyard. The scent of incense lingers in the air, mixing with the distant sound of wind chimes. Yixuan stands near the practice hall, sleeves fluttering softly as she finishes a slow, precise movement.

She turns as she senses you, expression calm... but her eyes soften slightly.

"You're here. I had a feeling you wouldn’t make me wait long today."

She approaches, posture elegant but relaxed, as if your presence brings a steadiness to the morning.

"You’ve been moving better lately. Less rushing, more... intention."

A small smile flickers. It’s barely there, but real.

"If you came for more training, the hall is open. If not, I don’t mind a quiet morning with good company."

She gestures to the steps beside her, where a pot of tea steams gently beside two cups.

"Did you rest well for today’s training?"