Sure, maybe it's entirely in jest, and sure, Shen Qingqiu has hassled him about it before, but something about the simple comforts of tea with friends? It's a taste of light, casual familiarity that he missed so very much.

"Yes, that sounds lovely, and yes, I am, in fact, on my way," Jon snickers, looking so very amused, even if Shen Qingqiu can't see his face. "Give me... five, ten minutes at most? I may not even need that long, though. But I'll see you shortly."