Something shutters behind Jin Guangyao's eyes and expression as Shen Yuan changes tactics. He hasn't lost his concern or his worry, but he retracts both swiftly behind the armour of a neutral stare. He takes a breath. He lets it out.

"I have not known you long," he concedes carefully, "but I think I have come to know you well. And you are not yourself right now, Shen-di. But if you do not want my help, then--" he spreads his hands, then lets them rest at his sides, "--I will not force it upon you."