( Bless Inigo sparing Jingyi that knowledge in this moment, because he would point blank ask if Inigo was flirting, with a further confused tilt of his head. But they're spared that, and so Jingyi snorts and presses his velvet-soft, warm nose against Inigo's chest. It's an easier part of him to hug in this form. )

Good, it's terrible not being worthy of hugs. Though if you want a human one, it should wait for later.

( Hauling wood around and binding together over the bridge to the central island takes precedence in his head. Jingyi is surprisingly business and action oriented--or not at all surprising. )

What do you want to see moved first?