Not yet.

[His laugh is soft, tired, and tinged with sorrow, but there's a cautious affection in it, too.]

But who knows? There is more reason in him, too, than he's been given credit for.

...Unfortunately, the reasonable part of him is just as infuriating as his old self ever was.

[And the grumpy pout on Jing Yuan's face is exactly the same as when he was a boy, frustrated by being bested by Yingxing.]