Jingyi frowns at the view progress to ensure their continued presence, noting, "View how? What tells us it's not an illusion?"

They've dealt with those, and while most his dealing was in the training at that one pseudo underwater world and then at Diagad, the point remains.

Then, the inspector returns, or who knows, maybe another identical inspector to the first two arrives, and they're holding papers. Enough papers to startle Jingyi into blinking, lifting his hands to accept the forms with a sort of baffled expression on his face.

"... Right. Okay, I'll do that." He glances down at the papers, then up to the inspector who handed them over, then to the one gesturing toward the door. "Do you have anything to write with? Ink? Brush? Whatever you use?"

He wants to leave, really, but practical concerns if this paper isn't enchanted to write when you speak to it or something!