"I see. Trying to find his path, perhaps?" The poor daozhang is only rambling, but then he realized he seems more patient than usual and he's becoming slightly aware of the tension.

So, brightly and cheerfully, shifting the subject. "Oh look the machine is finished. Once it stops spinning, that means the washing is done." With a hum, he opens the washing machine door and takes out the sheets and clothes to put in his own basket, and picks it up to take back to his room.

"Do you have any questions? On how to use the washer machine?"