The touch has him inhaling a breath, his eyes half closing for a moment before he closes the book he'd been reading and turns to face Wei Ying, his eyes fixing on the other student's face. "When I'm alone."

But right now, Wei Ying being here is distracting enough that he has to stop working, his fingers flexing around his pen before he lays it down and then moves to his feet, walking to the door of the small room.