"A library would be lovely, assuming we can find some real books," Shen Yuan replies. He's heard all about the empty files in the office buildings, the blank books. "Although I suppose copying new ones would be good calligraphy practice, if nothing else." That is a joke, for the record. Binghe might call him laoshi, but he's not going to try to reset the clock back to Binghe's schoolroom days unless...?

"Come to think of it, how does Binghe want to style himself while he's here?" Shen Yuan asks, leading them back into one of the empty apartments they'd already visited and dropping the pillows down in the center of the floor. There, they've staked a claim and the place is theirs now. He immediately moves to open the windows, so they can get a look at the natural light before they start moving more things in here. "Introducing himself as the emperor of the two realms might attract the inconvenient kind of attention," he notes over his shoulder, meaning it as a simple and neutral statement of fact. Of course Binghe is always free to do what he likes.