"I like!" This is instant and bright and pleased, and then he asks seriously, "He mentioned the other thing? It's a separate matter. Gomen ne, but I didn't think I should warn you; he's a little bit quick to suspect me of 'cheating.' I'll be right there..." A dial tone, and just a few seconds later Xel is pausing in the doorway in what's obviously his carving clothes to brush sawdust off himself, his hair almost brown with it and tied back with a blue bandana. He makes a beeline for Iago, hands coming up to reach for his.