Qi Yan is stunned, and then she is thrilled. The idea of supernatural powers still rests uneasily in her thoughts, but this display is so gentle and pleasant. It seems no more than an extension of Magnus' natural atmosphere. But the rise of temperature eases her breathing, and some tightness in her chest relaxes. She hadn't even noticed those symptoms.

"It does help." She gives him a genuine smile. Nangong Jingnu worries ceaselessly about Qi Yan's health, she would be happy to see—no. Qi Yan reminds herself forcefully that Nangong Jingnu asked not to see her again.