Sensing someone was close to him, he stirred. At first he didn't move, his eyes just fluttering open to see that he wasn't alone anymore. And that the one in his room was Kexing. Who happened to be looking at his pipa.

Sensing no intent to touch the instrument or bring it harm, he didn't comment for the time being and just quietly watched him instead. Just to observe him and see what he would do next.

He was curious.