"I would love to stay away from him preferably forever." Shang Beida is mumbling into Casper's shoulder because he does not want to move his face. "His divine imperial majesty is welcome to not be near this lowly one."

He curls into Casper's chest, hands fisting in his hoodie. "It would be ridiculous to not be fine. I'm used to magical inhuman royalty threatening me with bodily harm and or death. That's just like, Tuesday. And he didn't even threaten me, really, he even said I could go because I looked uncomfortable. Which means I was being rude and he didn't even do anything to me about it."