Wei Ying watches the older boy load up their plates with food, enough that his stomach is rumbling just at the thought of it. He can see plenty of empty tables, and Zhui-gege hadn't said there's any rules about where they can and can't sit, so he toddles over to one that's small enough for the two of them before climbing up into a chair. He's a little small, so he tucks his knees under him, so he can better reach over the table.

"Is this one okay Zhui-gege?"