[Well maybe it would benefit her to say, instead. Under other circumstances, Di Feisheng wouldn't hesitate to point out how issuing summons to him is likewise not an option open to the general public.

Not to mention what a courtesy an acknowledging text is, which he wouldn't bother to point out regardless of circumstance, but that too ought to stand out as a testament to the strength of diplomacy.]

I'll be there.

Courtesy doesn't extend to hurrying enough to draw notice, though he's never one to dawdle anyway. He is curious if the hour is only for travel time, or if she intends to be so brief; he has his doubts to her abilities there. But that, too, is wuxing. The possibility that this will relate to the current secret-based ordeal is forefront in his mind, but he isn't so inefficient with his mental energy as to speculate, when he'll find out for sure soon enough.

True to his word and hers, he is taking his seat on the reserved balcony within the allotted hour, gracing her with only a look of curiosity for greeting, arms (empty of weapons, normal, but diplomatically charged) on the table with an expectant air.