He doesn't get the reference, and looks between the pair of them, mildly perplexed.

"Thank you, didi," he murmurs after a moment, though his tone and the faint arch to his brows makes it clear he is well aware it must have been stress-baking. "Please-" He tips his head slightly- "Have a seat-" And then pads over to the space between the desk and the bed and sinks gracefully to his knees, leaving his didi and Taylor mei to choose between the bed and the heavy, straight-backed desk chair. "And tell me what it is I'm meant to be teaching."