Jingyi manages to truss up the older sali, as politely as he can, bemoaning the state of his general dress at the same time. Cloth doesn't hold up well to thorns, it turns out, and he's rather annoyed by this, even as he's worried about what's doing this. Sarong damage is easier to focus on.

"I don't want to invade anything, and have you noticed I'm not attacking you? You're attacking your own people!" He says after collecting the sali's weapons and tossing them into his qiankun pouch, hefting the tied up sali and carrying him, princess style, when he starts off after his friend. He won't mention it to anyone but... between spiritual sense, which doesn't work for him quite as well right now, and his, well, his nose, which works perfectly fine, he's scent tracking Ryo through the grass where the means of their passing through isn't obvious.

"The real invaders came with the storm, and they're all flying around. Haven't you seen them? The bird-things."