[ Well that certainly worked as a distraction, if not quite what Molly was going for. He eyes Lan Xichen for a moment before delicately reaching out to extract the now-destroyed cup from his hand, patting it once in consolation before he retreats. ]

As I understand it, they're not usually this...hm. Intense.

[ To say the least. But who's surprised that the city apparently delights in taking everything to extremes. ]

And I may be at least partially devil, but I take your point. [ He smiles faintly, if dryly at the admission. ] Deep breaths, dear. we made it through.