The man, and his action, are enough to draw Yue Qingyuan's attention. Had whatever that small swaddled bundle of clothing entailed come to injury, he would have been on hand to take action, but it proves itself unnecessary given how deftly the healing man handled its... attack.

(There are endless strangenesses here. Possessed clothing creatures feels the least of it, though he wonders how and what they consume.)

"This Yue Qingyuan greets you," he says after gently leaping down from his perch on the rack, pointedly squashing another small clothing monster underfoot. It simply... smooshes. A twist of his ankle sends it flying back into the endless depths of the store. "If I'm not interrupting too rudely. If I am, I offer apologies for the inconvenience."

Said with genuine sincerity, and a bow of his head, hands raised before him and interlocked. Politeness first.