He hates the waiting. Shen Qingqiu is not a man who enjoys being held back by circumstances beyond his control, though he knows restraint enough on his own. That he has to witness Blue's progress and only be support while still convinced of his own tail reality irritates, a soft puncture of emotion that he turns into the actions he can take.

Primarily the cautious application of wind through the movements of his fan, the grace of an easy flick that extends out, ruffling clothes and hair and causing them to slow just a touch in the cross-wind confusions. No, they're not real, but visiting violence on a simulation held no more worth to him than visiting violence on true, uncoded innocents. All he needed to do was buy time.

So his hand is extended as far as he can offer it to Blue, like they can slam dunk this false-orb and end the whole thing. Which he does think is how it'll work, so, still used to mentally talking at him rather than bothering with the words (to his background thought process of why do they have to acknowledge him now, isn't that too much of a pull out of the rear? So stupid! This game is rigged from the start!) becomes, If we touch it together, we should trigger the end sequence!

Or the cut scene. Or the cut out of all holographic stimuli, like he knows! This is his first time in this stupid thing!