With a lingering warmth to his smile at the antics of goat and girl, Xingchen does indeed sit as indicated, electing to occupy the same chair as his last visit and hoping he hasn't stolen Gosalyn's by mistake. Locating a clear spot on the table, he sets his own offerings there, though he doesn't yet explain what he's brought. Instead - after listening a moment to ensure that Gosalyn has busied herself elsewhere, at least for a couple of minutes - he turns to Obi-Wan, getting rather quickly to the point in case no such time will be found for it later.

"Do you know what manner of monster shifts form between day and night?" The man did offer to lend his wisdom, and that seems the most defining trait by which to identify what he has become. He hasn't heard of any others doing such a thing.