Jingyi nods, letting his tail finally fall away. He doesn't say anything about how he's going to take care of himself—he doesn't like injuries, so he'll do what he can to avoid them, but whatever happens, happens. He's ironically better covered now than he was when they first came in.

Adjusting the quiver over his shoulder, with the hood still down, he glances back to the sali.

"Same for anyone here. If you need to reach me, you can go through Ryo."