There's a flash of delight at the clear care in that statement, and he knows he's grinning. "It's better I attack the monsters Daozhang, I can handle them." And better than attacking people. Xue Yang still needs an outlet for his aggression and love of violence. Fighting the beasts of the forest is a good one, full of the thrill of danger as well as being useful to his employer.

He blinks at being told to be gentle with himself, confused because he's never been all that gentle with his own wounds. But if Xiao Xingchen wants him to be...he'll try. He's a bit more careful when he removes his shirt, though the motion still coaxes a little more blood out so by the time he takes a seat, most of the matted blood has fallen off, with fresh slowly dripping down his arm.

He smiles again when the piece of candy is pressed to his lips, and he takes it, unable to help the quick flick of tongue at fingertips in the process. "I feel better already, thank you!" But. Because it's Xingchen, wanting to take care of him.