Thank the immortals for that or else Sizhui might've teased her a little more, particularly when he needs to ever-so-slightly shift his arms so poor Xixue doesn't end up accidentally getting kicked. (It's fine, he has this handled, and it'll be easier once A-Qing's gotten onto his back.) Hey, having a cold fox on one side and a warm sister on the other means he won't overheat, though!

Some hair-pulling and dirt tracks aren't anything he's worried about either; the robes will get cleaned one way or another, his hair will be fine.

“I'll hold you to it,” he claims, regardless of his plan to never really collect if she forgets. With everything (and everyone) secured, he moves his arms back, hooks them underneath the girl's legs then gives her the faintest lift upward for extra certainty before starting to make the trek back toward the train.