'Well...this is surprisingly awkward,' Zhen Xing thought to himself as he stood there like a deer in a hunter's crosshairs while holding a tray of congee, staring at the girl he and his cousins rescued not too long ago.
A part of Zhen Xing had known that such a situation would arise at some point in the future, everyone had to regain their consciousness at some point, but Zhen Xing had figured by the time this girl had returned to the world of the waking, he'd know what he would say to her. So far, he was drawing a blank.
Then again, it probably didn't help that she was also silent as well, and looking at him with a mix of anxiety and fear.
'Okay, I should just put this down here and-'
