Then he says: "So. You are real."
"I admit I wasn't expecting this cold a welcome, but maybe I should've been."
"Pure coincidence. Ran into the old lady on the street, just like she said."
He comes up to the front of the house to see what's taking so long.
He sees Jun.
"...What."
"He's—is he? Are you? What is going on?" says Dao. He doesn't have clear line-of-sight to Beila, so he doesn't notice her stepping into view of the door.
"I - I'm - what - okay," says Dao. "One thing at a time. Can we please not have this conversation shouting through a doorway."
"It's not - not safe to let them in," he says softly.
"Is it really that much safer at this point for us all to stand around confusing each other in public?" he asks. "Come on. I know these people. Beila's my girlfriend," he emphasizes, hoping Spider will remember that Dao's girlfriend knows things about him, hoping this will be at least a tiny bit reassuring. "Please?"
"...okay," he says at last. "Okay. You can come in. I'll. I'll make tea."
She is looking very concerned at Dao.
"Spirits, what a clusterfuck," Dao mutters, as Spider retreats to the kitchen to put the kettle on. "Look. Can I. Can I just. Everyone here is an okay person that I know and like, please stop looking like you're expecting each other to start shit at any moment, I think that is the kind of thing that ends up being self-fulfilling?"
"I'm getting that. So, explain, and maybe if the explanation is super good I can calm down."
"Then you might have to settle for me being kind of on edge, but I'm not attacking anyone or glowing, see?"