[At that initial answer, Xiao looks pointedly at the bustling mass of bodies partying around them. The yaksha doesn’t balk when instructed to follow, however; if the stranger normally avoids celebrations, he must have a decent reason for coming to one today—and Xiao would know that reason, if it provides him the information he so desperately requires. D’s long legs and longer strides carry the man away, with the crowd reforming behind him. But Xiao is renowned for his speed; nimble even with a cocktail in hand, he darts after D swiftly.]
No, [he agrees, voice raised to be heard over the din.] How could I? I have been whisked away from the lands I am sworn to protect, have dreamt of the destruction of my world.
[A nightmare that, while undeniably realistic, Xiao personally harbors doubts about. After all, he was enslaved by an evil god of dreams once; he knows firsthand how untrustworthy that unconscious realm can prove to be. And perhaps more importantly: His belief in the power of his own god, Rex Lapis, remains unshaken. Even weakened without his gnosis, Zhongli couldn’t have possibly been destroyed along with Teyvat. But if the former archon is not here, then…]
I don’t begrudge these people their celebrations, though I question what I’ve learned so far about their Tribune. But why are you here, if not to celebrate?
[Set on the conversation, Xiao obliviously passes by a totally valid table that would have been a perfect place to set down the drink. D's valiant efforts are sadly wasted.]
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No, [he agrees, voice raised to be heard over the din.] How could I? I have been whisked away from the lands I am sworn to protect, have dreamt of the destruction of my world.
[A nightmare that, while undeniably realistic, Xiao personally harbors doubts about. After all, he was enslaved by an evil god of dreams once; he knows firsthand how untrustworthy that unconscious realm can prove to be. And perhaps more importantly: His belief in the power of his own god, Rex Lapis, remains unshaken. Even weakened without his gnosis, Zhongli couldn’t have possibly been destroyed along with Teyvat. But if the former archon is not here, then…]
I don’t begrudge these people their celebrations, though I question what I’ve learned so far about their Tribune. But why are you here, if not to celebrate?
[Set on the conversation, Xiao obliviously passes by a totally valid table that would have been a perfect place to set down the drink. D's valiant efforts are sadly wasted.]